Here I am, back on a night that I should really sleep earlier. This would be a real effort, so I'd keep this short and bitter.

I just read an article that a friend shared on her facebook. It said, our place in this world is both vital and insignificant.

Honestly, most of the time, I feel the 'insignificant' bit way more than the 'vital' bit. Sadly, of late, I've also been feeling the 'insignificant' bit much more, and stronger.

I am just a drop in the ocean. Just a single wheat in a wheat field. Just a nothing.

A drop must not expect the ocean to be grateful, a single wheat must not expect to matter in the harvest.

Strangely, the last two rcia sessions, I felt like crying while everyone was singing. Darn. I have, in fact, felt like crying pretty often of late.

Wth is wrong with me?

Must be sleeping too late.

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