I'm a Wreck

I came home today, came up to my room, sat on the floor and burst into tears.

I feel so tired.

I barely have any time for myself. I barely had six days in Singapore last month, and it's the same this month, with even tougher destinations and less rest time.

I finally had time to sit down for a meal with my parents today.

I finally had a full day to play with Joshie, talk to my sis and cradle my dear Ashley.

And it hit me too that I had totally neglected my all my good guy buddies.

When was the last time I called them out to meet?

I try to spend all my time in Singapore with Jem. Then I realise that leaves me with no friends which I can call my own.

I may have a wonderful time sightseeing when Im away.

But I have no Quality Time back home.

I'm away for 24 days a month.

I'm home for only 6.

So I'm sorry if I haven't seen you in awhile.

And I apologise if I tend to be cranky.

I just hope you all understand.

For tonight, let me indulge this once and allow me to feel sorry for myself.