Box of Chocolates?

I expect to have a good day, and have a horrible one. I expect a bad day, and it turns out to be fantastic one.

This works out fine for me, till I realise that I don't know what will come up next for me... frightens me a bit.

But hey, some surprises are good. But how long will they last?

Uncertainty

I thought I had forgotten what it feels like to be doubtful of your work. And now the feeling's come back.

And none of those stupid self-improvement books help. Why do people still buy them?

Wheel of Fortune

Gmailers of the world, rejoice! For the non-Gmailers (who don't get 1000 MB) are jealous. I got the ID I wanted (for once!).

In other news, there were ups and downs. A close grandparent passed away... on the upside, he was suffering too much. And not for the first time, I wished euthansia was legal. Three months in a isolated room, without being able to talk, staring at the ceiling, not knowing what will come the next moment, looking at Death face-to-face... it wasn't easy for him.

Everyone cried. Including the ones we call strong.

But life is going on. I'm writing like he wanted me to.