I sometimes feel frightened when loneliness pays me a visit.

I wouldn’t think of myself as somebody who is overly pensive or constantly melancholic. I am quite the happy bunny, actually. But there are just days—random, unexpected days—that life catches me off guard and makes me vulnerable to a shitload of negative vibes. These days obviously suck, because I end up in a messy heap of blah.

Been having those days lately. And am getting tired of forcing myself to be strong. seriously thinking of plans B, C and D.

(i need a break. another trip would be fine. or two days stay at a hotel with some spa-mpering, please! kthanksbye)