The Kiss Of The Valkyrie

Morning came and I was so distant...

I got into bed really late. Had about 3 hours sleep. Funny, I don't feel tired at all.

I feel sick, absent and less than human.

Also the fact that I am clammed with work till my throat doesn't help either.

I hate deadlines. They make you to have to rush into something and oblige to it. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against working. Getting like 10 important things to do all at the same it does a little mess in my bio-clock.

Hmm... that thing. I think it's ticking again.


Maybe it's just the pieces of my heart going against each other.

I need some glue for the soul