I’ve been pretty much isolated for the past few weeks, and I realized that this has not done me much good at all. Besides having time to finish most of the books I got meself, and getting sleep that career-people envy of, I have ample time for self-reflection and unnecessary thoughts.

And these bloody cravings for silly things don’t stop too. Every freaking day I wish I can have cold, raw salmon sushi. Or fresh mixed ones would be great. With sweet egg, and cold tuna and octopus, served with light sauce and just the right amount of wasabe.

Damn it. Can't think of anything else now