Happy...

I have not felt this relaxed for a pretty long time. I actually did not do anything at all on Sunday. All I did was to stay awake for a few hours, read the papers, completed Mitch Albom's For One More Day (finally!) and slept again. For the rest of the day, I was in and out slumberland. Until I got a headache for sleeping too much. I miss doing all that. I haven't done that for a very long time.

Recently, I realised that I haven't been singing while I was driving. Normally, I'm quite the freakazoid driver who blasts her songs mega loudly and sang even louder. But nowadays, I would be thinking while I'm driving. And when I decide to sing, I've already reached the Institution or home.

Today, I'm feeling happy. Not jubilant like last week. Just happy. And it makes me feel like my old self. I wish I'm this happy everyday.

*twenty28eight would like to receive a bouquet of 30 white roses for her birthday. anybody reading this?*