念經 and 心意

it's 11.39pm and im back in my barren singapore apt.  the weather is a bearable 27 degrees celsius, i've showered and feel a bit discombobulated trying to put my emotions back together. u probably couldn't tell im somewhat in shambles, (consciously/logistically, i don't think even i can tell that im stifled, but i am)  it's like there's a carnivorous squirrel running amuck inside me nibbling away at both heart and brain. 

"oh how sweet the acorn of distress" 

i'm over compensating and i know it.