it is a wonder how a year can get over so fast. just checked in today and noticed that the last time i posted was the same day last year. have been writing. have been growing. nothing stands still and i can feel the acute insufficiency of time. things that need to be done gets second priority and are often dismissed. hanging out with frens, playing snooker, bar hopping, talking about love, relationship, work and some crude jokes in between are ordeals that i willingly go through everyday. Home gets clubbed in with the second priority list and more than often guilt creeps in. i should quit being selfish.