Change

I think that I think too much at times. At times, my mind has a tendency to verge onto improbable postulations and unnecessary pondering. By and by, there are constants which will always remain, well, constant. That simply means, at the end of the day, some things just won't change. Tales of rolling beds of roses over here which people conjured up seem to be more elusive than ever.

Things I miss since coming to Canberra:
1. Home and family
2. Good food (In retrospect it may be a good thing as I've lost weight :) )
3. Good friends of whom I can relate to, thus reducing the need for a steely social mask.

Perhaps my social skills could use an overhaul. Or else the ghosts of yesterday will return to haunt me?

Sigh