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A piece a day keeps the stress away. Although I can hardly qualify for a daily blogger, I'd like to think that I can and I will be someday. Someday when I am not so pre-occupied by tons of nothing. . .

Monday, 23 August 2010

Comfort Food, Comfort Zone, Comfort Fit

'wld u still be there for me when I'm down n drunk?'

That was the last thing he asked me and it has been more than a year n half.

Today, I am for once on the verge of giving in to stress, on the verge of breaking down n admitting defeat. I dun wanna do the project anymore, I dun wanna continue with this stress anymore.

I used to think of stress as a great form of challenge but not anymore, not today. This last lap is so stressful I'm not sure if I can complete it.

This stress made me finally realise that we were each other's comfort food, comfort zone, comfort fit. He wanted to run to me when he was down just like now I wanna run to him becos I'm feeling darn down.

Today, i wanna bury my head in his so very broad chest n cry out loud. I wanna hear him say 'suhh suhh dun cry, it'll be over soon.' n kiss my tears away like he did before. I wanna feel his calmness thru all these anxieties.

But today is not like before. He is no longer around, not for me n he will never be again. I know it's just my irrational thot becos of all the stress; I hv oredi gotten used to his absence. I'll not think of him once I'm stress free. But for tonight, he's on my mind as I seek to reach out for the comfort which has oredi become unfamiliar...


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Love is loving all of him. . .

Love is loving all of him. . .