I am mostly rather happy. Atleast, for the ones looking from the outside… and minus all the cribbing and the hormonal-ness of my being, I am content with my life. I love my job. I love my friends. I am crazy about my family. I have the world’s most caring, loyal, sincere, loving, doting, generous fiance ever.

However there is a reason why I dont stay in a happy bubble for too long. Simply put, I am the most uninspired when I am happy. Happiness doesn’t give me a rush. It might have to do with the fact that I actually have had tons of it all my life. So I am rather non chalante about it.

Sadness and pain on the other hand have this way of making words dance out of me. So does being horny actually. Apart from these two states, I can’t think of any other which can make me say deep, meaningful stuff.

I have no idea whats up with that. So the one, two people I have, who frequent my blog .. when they ask of me to be regular, they should hope that I am heart broken or really really horny.

Otherwise, its pieces like this one, they will have to make do with. I apologize for the inconvenience that, might be causing to you all.Find solace in the fact, that none of it, is intentional…

Kisses & Hugs