I slept fleetingly for an hour or two after I spent the whole morning outside..It goes without saying that I spent the previous night awake too. I remembered reading the Count of Monte Cristo where he makes a toast to the boy and says 'Do your worst, for I will do mine..'

Made me smile.. Yea, life does feel a lot like a storm right now, we bask in the sun one moment and shattered on the rocks the next..Well, I ll do my worst..

I ran for almost an hour to clear my head..The sea looked almost beautiful..the greenish water..I am just not in a state to appreciate beauty. Nothing seems to be..I ran back to my block.

I am going to the skypark tonight..I like heights nowadays.