this temporary absence of mine is a choice. a period of voluntary isolation. i've been concentrating my energy on my studies. i fear for my future. what will become of me 10 years down the road? i'm a horrible planner. i don't plan at all. like they say, 'those who don't plan, plan to fail'. i'm not sure how far true that is.

it's a funny feeling inside of me. i can't help but feel this way. at times i ponder, why?