roller coaster.

My life has been a roller coaster ride these past two months. And I'm afraid I'm still in it.

Why is that so?

Well, for starters, I haven't been myself. I mean, I'm still me on the outside, but added with a dash of stupidity and a pinch of promiscuity.

Yes, you read that right.

A person who has this kind of life would only feel...lust. It's the feeling of being more attuned to your physical attributes. Should I delve more on this?

Another thing is, I'm missing some parts of myself. As being a type of person who endures being solitary, I seldom find myself locked in the four corners of my room these days. I have been out and about with good friends which I am not blaming this nostalgia for. They're great company. But I keep remembering my nice mattress where I can cuddle up and read a good book on.

I am afraid I will still be in this roller coaster ride. Maybe you will be with me on this ride sometime.