11 pm

Skimming through the pages of my long-winded posts. Got myself wondering when was the last time I ever wrote something worth putting a smile for. This blog, as isolated and impulsive as it seemed, is too made up of moments worth a knackery of celebrations. Thus, in an attempt at revival, as platitude as it sounds, I've got to rack and ransack my hidden dopamine for this. As evident, the year 2020 has set the bar - marginalized. Month after month seemed an insurmountable task to fulfill. 

Akin to roaring madness, economic downturns which enforce a strict change in regimen. Assimilating to the force, the great pretender and steadily spiraling to depression.  Everyone looking for ways to fill the void. 

I'm caught up with my thoughts again, there swirling around like Dancing stars, 'cept they retorted with laughter. Silly me. This round ball got me dancing all night long, till my legs collapse with a bundle of joy. Like an inner child, nostalgic yet contented with the things I have, and hopeful for the future.