The feeling that everything is slipping away from me is so unbearable right now. I can’t help it nor can I ignore it. Time seems to pass way ahead of me, dragging me along with its pace. I woke up every morning, baffled, realizing that I’ve done nothing the whole day before.

It isn’t a long time before when I’m eager to wake up from my slumber knowing that I’ll do things that I love. Zealous it is, but now everything seems so wrong. I felt bad when I go to sleep, I felt guilty when I’m awake. No matter what I do, I feel like I’m being condemned by my own shadowy past.

I’m anticipating 2007 to be a great year, denying the fact that I have wasted 21 years of my life doing nothing. Month passes and I can’t bar the intuition that this year is going to be just the same. Filled with nothingness and embellished by guiltiness.

Almost all the time I felt fear roamed within me. Fear of what lies in my path. Fear of losing something precious in the process. Fear of my own future. I want things to stay like they were but the truth is, it is not going to be the same every tick the time passes.

I will let my past haunt me and contemn my own self for anything that goes wrong afterwards. Life goes on.