It is what it is...

I don't know why the title. It just slipped into my mind silently and slided down onto my fingers and into the title bar.

Birdie flew away already I think... There haven't been chance to chirp together. Someone says, It's ok. Don't just hang onto a single Birdie. There's more and maybe even prettier...
It's tiring. Like in cartoon, when the character is dizzy, there's always little birdies flying around.

Work had been ok so far. Starting to have work to do. I'm glad. Bit nervous and worried. My brain is not that alert like before. Tired maybe. Distracted, I hope not.

We'll see.

I need new things to do to divert attention and spread the restlessness.
Studies. I need to study, more importantly, it's for a better future.