Don't Read This

Things are strange. In an uneventful, monotonous yet mysterious way. I already see that this is going to be one of those unintelligible gibberish type of a rant to you dear reader, but oh well. Let this be one of those rare posts which I might as well have written on a notepad and clicked delete, yet I'm gonna hit the 'publish' button. If it's really unbearable, I suggest you do something else worth your while.

Alright. I'm back at work after nine days of summer vacation where I did nothing much except eat and sleep, movies in between. It wasn't that bad to be back at work this morning, which surprises myself more than anyone else I guess. Why, I don't know. I'm kind of unhappy, albeit slightly, about something I can't really figure out what. I usually have this attitude - maybe a developed one but still - that I don't much worry about things that are out of my control. And I always try to see the cup half full. Thus, I could truly say that I was happy with my life, what I have, and things seemed perfect. Until recently.

I never thought letting your thoughts out is this difficult. But right now, I'm struggling to put a few sentences together, and I'm not able to even rant properly. Neglecting this blog of late must not have helped - looking at the recent posts I see they are really far and apart. More than half the month is gone and this is the first post. Only 6 for July, 4 for June and May each. Not good, but what can you do once you lose the drive to write. But I digress. The point being, there's something that's bothering me and I can't say what it is, and most certainly I have trouble putting it to words. The only thing I can say is I don't like it. Sometimes, not knowing what your problem is worse than knowing you have a big ass problem in which case you can do something about it.

Does anyone know if there's a "How To Find Your Problems for Dummies"?