Floating in mid-air

Wow...It's been quite a while. Though much has happened, it didn't feel as exciting and fulfilling. Since the day I took the vacation for rest and relaxation, it has been a non-stop action-packed, mountain-loads of work waiting. The drama, the tension, the pressure and the suspense is too much for even what I can tolerate. It's one after another and the accumulation is just overbearing. I dare not fill in to my crib as it will put negative aura to the good things I have had starting this year.

Anyway, my current state of mind is like a blank. Vacuum. What I used to be able to do is not as sharp or deft. The feeling is like a speck of dust floating in mid-air, aimlessly drifting, not knowing where to go or what purpose it serves. I am lacking in inspiration, motivation, encouragement and companion. Maybe all these years of being alone without a loving partner has shown its bare reality, that a man needs a great companion to get through any things. I long for someone who can share all my joy and sadness. Yeah...call me a sensitive paranoid, but it seems what I am lacking had been there, but just not felt clearly. I had been able to deceive myself and get through with it, but when the mind is blank, all these inferiority surfaces with incredible speed and ease.

Now now...all my life I always had a positive outlook no matter what the situation behold. I know I can and will get through this cycle. I need a new inspiration - a muse if u need to call it. As sagitarians are very well known, we are adventurers. We yearn for freedom and exploring new avenues. We do not like to be tied down, and going through routine things. This may seem I need to start a new journey, a new expedition. I shall pack my bags, leave behind my burdens, and embark on a fresh new ride. Whatever it may be, I am ready, I am prepared and I am confident that it will again unleash a new me. A me that everyone will be glad to have back as it is someone who they had known and not seen for quite a while. I will be back, better, stronger, more determined. Just you wait and see and you will want to leave the old me as part of a chapter that you have engraved in your precious journal called life.