2049hrs....

Sometimes it feels like a funny thought that makes things move on.. dont know where I am going with this. Getting more confused or just writing shit. Dont know what or what I am trying to say. Getting older each day and puffing worsening. Maybe need to...

Any way stopping this crap and gonna go jogging once I reach room. For now wait for the bus to board and reach room.

2052hra..
2 days of off and need the rest.