Halt

Things have been on hold for sometime. Plans have changed and so did priorities.

For about 2 months, I have been consistently surfing the net. Investing AED 2.50 every Saturday, just to chat with friends back home, read their rants, remember their faces through Friendster and if I’m lucky, an email from them telling me what’s happening to them or to our beloved country.

My hubby, irritated when he sees me sad after I tell him there’s no messages for me, is very supportive. Such a sweet guy he is though he too, has been experiencing homesickness – BIG TIME! I always embrace him to take away the pain, kiss his lips to take away the bitterness of all the bad things that had happened to him this year. I hope that the sun will shine its rays on him. I maybe his angel yet my wings are not enough to shield him from the pain and all the angst that he have in his heart. 

Another weekend has passed without anything from my friends. I am not mad or anything. I know they are busy. So am I. Work has been draining me, physically, mentally and emotionally. I torture myself, I know. I need to. SO that I can feel numb… Numb… 

I’m an actor. I portray a lot of roles, a happy friend, a giggly secretary and the list goes on. I think I’m doing my part well for people don’t see the sadness in my soul. Maybe I just need a break. A time to reflect and see what my life had become.

Maybe…