A flexi time

Complete for a week. My sleeping schedule turned out downside than I expect. A little too much inside my head, the voices of the opera, Freddie Mercury and even Dave Grohl enthusiastically sings in a pitch of a bird and I totally can't turned it off. Even the works and tasks to do still in a pile, I couldn't do it this time.

My mind still playing its tricks at their best even I've laying on my bed and rolled myself inside the blanket.

I can't found the reason of this behavior.

My last week also filled with some stinky shit and some nice shit. The car has seriously broken me up this week. Due to stupidest and laziness of being me. A cost of one month of pocket money has been drowned to an Apek with his I'm-sorry-to-hear-that-but-I-want-your-money face and still, I need to give my money to another Apek for another repair job but I'll try to find one with another face quote so I'll have a lot of face quotes to filled in life.

My heartbroken moment still flies and fling around me but it less harm this time and less frequent happening. I've found up things to fill it in and yet I believe it's a thing they called rebound. Luckily, it's not happening in a long time as my past. 3 days? Nice? Unbelievable? Bet me then! Now I've have something to be blamed rather than being an asshole-with-his-finger-in-his-butt life.

And the questions about life and love linger around me. Pretty soon I might get the right answers but I'm holding the definition for both in my own way.

The nice shit happens when me & my friends went out for a karok sessions the day I take my car from the workshop. We had fun that day and I'm not stoned to enjoy it.

Well, still hopes no more downside moment at least for next week. I need to be tough for the following month. I might get stressful.