Diary diary…

I tore out every single filled page of my diary today. It just came as a feeling that somethings should have been left behind and not remembered. I was just reading through some of its pages yesterday while I was feeling low. I smiled at some entries, and sighed at others. There was no symbolism, nothing, emptiness. I just felt like doing it. And I did it.

The last entry was 2 weeks ago, and it ended with a quote. “My princess in a jewelled crown, where art thou.” I wonder why. I wonder why I wrote that, why I stopped 2 weeks ago, why i wrote so many entries in my little diary. And why I am living my life this way.

I’ve been feeling lost these few days, totally aimless. I’ve lost alot of focus this week. I can’t seem to concentrate on the work at hand.

It’s about time I stood still and gathered the many pieces of life that I’ve left scattered all over in the past few months and put them into place. I’ve been on overdrive for so long, that there are people whom I’ve neglected, things left undone, words left unsaid. Time to stop and gather things Ivan.

The coronation is to be.

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