Doing things that are beyond comprehension are not the least unusual i.e quitting my job and taking back at the very last minute though I how hate it, finding a buyer of baby in hope of getting an Audi though I super love Lexus (bcos of a girl), sleeping so darn late when work already ends so darn late, having an occassional puff though I am not known to do so. I think I know why I am me. I am not me if I rationalise. I am tired yet I am not.

I wish I am dead.