While Malaysia is in chaos, I am officially hooked to that Inuyasha Opening Song. Yea that one from Do As Infinity. I have not slept for an entire day. I mean how awesome is that! I am rereading Henri Nouwen’s Wounded Healer. Damn, what a good book. I must after all these years of lousy and uninteresting titles from Joyce Meyer or John Bevere. People don’t grow up sometimes and authors like these thrive on your mental retardation. I am talking about Christina lit. Not pop stuff. We’ve really good pop stuff, Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy anyone?
So I am beginning to think that we are in a serious crisis. Interestingly, religion is no longer the thing you place on your shelves. Reflection. Reflection. Reflection. It’s 8 a.m now. I am going to meet someone really important hopefully by this month or so. I want to get this off my shoulders as well. Time’s ticking. On the other hand I am having illusions of wandering like a traveller or a treasure hunter. Living life of the edge. Bloody nice right? Indiana Jones wei!
I have been sipping high dosages of adrenaline. the Greek language is facinating.
