My Own World

There are moments in our lives that we just want to retreat to our shell and be alone. The reason is not important because more often than not, there is no reason.

This is exactly how I feel right now. I started my day late, as usual. I woke up just in time for lunch—okay, it was actually after everyone was finished with their lunch. I had my lunch in front of the TV. I browsed through the newspaper. I watched the Troy dvd my dad bought yesterday. And now, here I am. Again, in front of the computer with nothing else left to do. Perhaps after this, I’ll continue reading Angels & Demons to keep my mind occupied.

Well, this has actually been my routine all throughout this summer vacation. Except, of course, on those “lucky” days I was able to get out of the house. Honestly, I’m sick and tired of this routine. But I’m also too lazy to go out. Right now, I know I need a change of environment real bad, but there’s nowhere I could go—and I’ve got no way to go anywhere. All I know is that I want to be in a place I could be all alone. Some place I could stare in thin air without anyone bothering me.

At times like this, I wish I have my own world—a place I could go to every time I feel like being alone.

But do I really want that? I don’t know. I’m confused. My mind is too boggled to think. The only thing I’m certain of right now is that I need to get out of here…of this.

And fast!