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Sunday, December 04, 2005

Sunday blues

I usually find that Sunday mornings are times where one can find peace and rest amidst a week of work. But nowadays, with the constant air of displeasure lingering at home, I can hardly find the peace that I'm so used to in the past.

Why do people have so many differences? Why can't they make compromises and look at others' point of view? i have come to conclude that each of us have a right to think and behave in ways which others are not able to comprehend and agree with. On the brighter note, this makes this world more interesting. But then, it can be suffocating at times, especially when they live right under your nose. Now I know why i feel so much like leaving..... despite the fear of a new environment, the very fact that I would be leaving my comfort zone, the fear of not being able to adapt.... I just feel like leaving those things which I have come to detest. Am i escaping from the truth? Or am i merely following my heart...... God knows.....