Life's a bitch...

It's inexplicable. I can't even explain it, and I won't even start, to account for my current state of mind.

I'm sure the people around me has noticed that I've been acting weirdly recently - alternating between moments of distrait and silly ridiculousness.

It's a deep rut that I've found myself in for a couple of weeks now, and it's frustrating that I can't seem to find my way out of this rut, not to mention, not knowing what got me here in the first place.

So now, I feel like some wondering restless ghost who can't find its resting place. So night after night, I'm wondering up and down the corridors of my life, seeking, looking, searching for that elusive something which will set my mind, and my heart, at rest.

It may not be a missing something that explains my current predicament. It may be a certain something I have to give up, to retain my life's equlibrium. What's to keep and what's to give up, you tell me?

Sometimes, life's certainly a bitch...