I am...

restless to start with. Many thoughts crowd around, plans for the day goes haywire.. and sometimes I wonder what have I been doing with life..
Has it been a waste of life, of all the good things I have had..
cud someone else have made better use of my life...
would someone else want my life..
Nope .. I realise I would not want to trade on my life for anything.
I luv myself, my hubby and our times..
I luv my life guys.. whatever is happening and however it is..

Myself..

Is there someone called me, myself..
Yes I believe somewhere not deep inside for I am quite sure I am there for others to see...
And yes I do feel the anxities and pangs, in addition to the roles that I fulfill..
This is a new addition for me, where I yearn to express myself, my longings, needs and confusions...