It's been 4 days now. Still having jet lags. I tried adjusting myself to the closest time possible where my eyelids get heavy and I'll feel drowsy during my off peak hours. Basic graph, an intersection point between exhaustion and curfew. Unnecessary math.
Of course. That rarely happens.
Job hunting in Malaysia isn't as easy as it seems.At least for my case. Especially when I'm in an industry that nobody - no offense - really gives a damn about. That doesn't make it more simple in Europe. But I think that it's because I'm consistently looking for something easy and comfortable in the past, I never realised that being afraid of something actually has it's benefits. It's definitely not there to frighten you. It's there to let you know that it's worth it. There are no advancements and I'll continue repeating the exact mistakes if I stay inside the box. I have no idea what I'm doing. Maybe nobody does. I use to know what I really want when I was young and the sky seems at reach. I'm still an optimist about this. In the mean time I'll keep on writing.
Guess I'll just continue counting space balls and chant the opening lines of Bastille s' Pompeii then change to Nursery Rhymes afterwards. I'm just trying to sleep here. But I can't.
Perhaps jet lag is better than caffeine. Sheep counting is for kids. We count space balls now.
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