Multitudes~*

[written on 2 Aug] 

Some happy photos to kick start a dull and meaningless entry. 

Thanks PR for not inserting my age here hahah

Thanks girls, for celebrating it with me :)

Look at all the happy faces. I wonder what they're thinking about.
What was I thinking? Probably "ok, need to to show teeth."

~*~*~*Throat inflammation.

I guess I was very noisy in the quiet office, interrupting everybody's train of thoughts with my intermittent bouts of cough.

Some sweet colleagues actually came over to my desk and passed me cough med, lozenges etc. 

So, apparently, I must have been pretty loud. 

Anyway, I took my first MC in YEARS.

Well, I could have gone for work but... yes, I need to exercise some social responsibility too. 

And I guess in a way, staying at home to rest is good too, 

since I don't have to suppress my coughs and 

it also helps to avoid awkward situations which require me to speak up (croak) and I end up clearing my throat a million times before I speak (the other party will start laughing/showing concern by then).

Most importantly, I can rest my voice, my mind, my body. 

FYI,

I'm currently speaking in the bass range. 

"Sign language will come in handy now" 

~*~*~*

[continued on 3 Aug]

Is it possible that we can be so caught up with self-denial that we refuse to take in information that will prove things otherwise?

I guess so.

Guilty or not...?
Who decides.

~*~*~*

I'm still not ready to say that I'm recovering.
In fact, the frequency of coughs seem to be increasing.

~*~*~*

Sometimes, you just want to live within a bubble of happiness, entirely separated from reality.

Maybe that's precisely why I seek solace in fiction.

When you stare straight at reality, day in and out,
the weight on your shoulders just keeps increasing;
the amount of hair on your head just keeps decreasing;
you keep sighing.

 You start to live in a mechanical way.

Let the mind go on a break.
Let loose.
Lose yourself to the heavy rhythm of the song, indulge in sinful food and drinks... just... go do what you've always wanted to do.

Because life is probably a lot shorter than what we're expecting.

And living your whole life in that mechanical way just kills you faster.

[that's one important thing I've learnt after working for a month]

~*~*~*

Let me tell you the truth about lies.

There isn't any.