It's indescribable, though I wish that I am the chauffeur instead!

Developed a passion for driving ever since I put my hands on the steering wheel 4 months ago!

That is besides the point of why I am here in the first place.

I think I am disillusioned, being in the deepest rut of my 20 years.

Nothing seems to be going fully according to plan and my superstitious nature is telling me and letting me know that my luck is running out. Fast.

Things seemed to have taken a drastic change a few months back. I am not sure what started this rot but I am sure not enjoying this prolonged period of drought. If only I could just turn the hands of clock just a little back. Or maybe even more if I can.

Wishful thinking. Again.

I guess the adage: The Leopard Never Changes Its Spots holds true.

We know excessive, incoherent thinking causes us much heartache, yet somehow we indulge ourselves completely in it, preparing to face the consequences, rather than give up unnecessary thinking altogether. However, this is easier said than done. For the harder we try not to think about it, chances are the deeper we will go into details.

Past memories, good times, bad times. All of these will slowly seep into the mind once again, allowing you to relive the joy first, followed by pain. Once bitten twice shy? I beg to differ, for I am guilty as well.

Guilty (of love) in the first degree.

As charged.

Hereby sentenced to a lifetime of memories.