Tired of

05/11/2013
Wonogiri | Indonesia

It’s been a months since I leave this blog unorganized.

I thought I was natural. As human change every hour.

At last, I’ve decided to remove all the posts I’ve been posted this long. As I print it all, and sent it to publisher. I hope it would be published soon.

Did you ever feel, some kind of total tiredness?

It’s like you are up to nothing in your days. No wish, no desire. I don’t know how exactly to put it in words. It’s like even your hobby becomes boring.

I’m probably just bored. You know. I have no social life here. I thought I need some new people to talk. Wish I’ll find some soon. As I’m not a kind of social creature.

That’s all.
Bye.

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