Breaking the curse of tequila, swaying to the rhythms & blues, drowning into the crowds but the group wasn’t right last night. Countless jerks & weird clubbers. *pui* hahaz still looking forward to ZO though. Slept at almost 5 & dreamt tt i was crossing a bridge in the rain. The bridge was slowly lifted up vertically until i could not continue walking. I cried,"i cant go over anymore! i need a rope to climb ova!" It ended just like that as i was awaken by my mum. Dragged my tired, a lit unsober self to work in e noon. Happy to see improvements & leaves but sianz to hear about the meeting. i asked myself again, " why do i make myself miserable by something tt i dislike?" I need to be more honest with myself.
Breaking the chains that bind me.
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