Agnus Dei

Everything has been quite a blinding blur. The more things unfold, the more ignorant I am of them.

Last weekend was fueled about you-know-who doing you-know-what. All 3 days of it.

It's hard to admit the fact that I am being colder towards everyone. A fact that I alone can attest to. A fact that will be cemented once everyone realizes about it. A fact that has placed me in denial all this while.

Till this very day, my search for someone (regardless of gender, mind you) that I can blab absolutely anything with is far from the ever-elusive finish line.

Maybe it's because I chose to be 'nothing'.

As much as I loathe self-loathing, as absurd as it can be, it is impossible to get away from it.

Is it possible to miss something/someone you have no idea off? Because right now, right this moment, I miss my old self.

That's it. I'm spent.

The joke's on me now.