Feeling a little melancholic today. So many thoughts ran through my mind as i was running on the thread mill. Memories, only if they can be erased. Maybe its the rain or perhaps, the thought of me turning a year older in a week’s time that made me feel this way. The events that took place in the past 1.5 years have really changed me and sometimes i do miss the old me. The cheerful, warm, hopeful and trusting self. Why am i so afraid to open up? Why do i find it so hard to trust anyone anymore? Why do i shy away whenever someone try to get close to me? I guess i’m just too afraid of getting hurt again. Maybe its the devil inside me who constantly reminds me of my failures. But. It’s been too long. I’m trying . Slowly but surely. I’m wishing that 28 be the start to many new experiences, sweet memories, laughter, happiness and love.