[Thursday, 15 June, 2006]
The urge to sleep for ten years is rounding up my mind. I can no longer think properly, with no choice but to submit to this fatigue.
Both my brain and body are tired. Even machines do get heated up; I guess I have burnt myself.
I cannot take it low-lying that stuffs are always piling up; I always assume I can do everything and that defeats have eventually proved me wrong.