“Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I remember what this flesh had gone through; I dream of what it may go through. I record here the actions of optical nerves, of taste buds, of sensory perception. And, I think: I am but one more drop in the great sea of matter, defined, with the ability to realize my existence.” ~Sylvia Plath

The Kirk in me is feeling emo. Maybe it is the gloomy weather I dont know. In any case, gonna take it easy and spend some time alone today.

Rough night. All I can remember is some bits and pieces of a weird erotic dream. Feels so real.

Maybe it was the long distance chat on the phone with a friend from High School. We managed to connect after he got to know someone who worked in the same workplace as me. Small world.

He was my crush when I was younger. Talking to him brought back too many memories.

Will write about the fun we had when my head clears up a bit more. He found me, I hope he will not find me on FB or my blog yet somehow I wouldnt mind if he did.

I need to clear my head fast.