Time runs past when you're not watching...

Amazingly enough, its been 8 months...

Time seems to have flown by so suddenly that it almost seems unreal.

Looking back makes me wonder how far I have walked towards recovery. Have I grown? Have I learnt? Have I moved on?

Somehow my relationships seem to be getting shorter and shorter...

Is it because I have run out of patience? Or is it really just I've discovered how to cross things off my list?

The Bunny says that I am jaded in love.

Perhaps she is right. I think I am far more jaded by the possibility that there will be no more perfection. Is it time to settle? Is there never a perfect 10 coming?

How do you know when it is right?

Or do you just continue to make it up as you go along?

I honestly don't know anymore.

Currently, I just go with the flow... embrace life as it comes and enjoy the pleasure that it brings...

Come what may...