This week has been a whirlwind. theme being trust. Who Do I trust? who should I trust? I'm not so sure about good intent anymore.

On hindsight things always look simpler. Context and clarity gives the issue dimension; decreasing the salient of what was once a very tumultuous time, or so I thought.

My mantra this week is.. K.I.S.S - a page out of "How Starbucks changed my life". Keep it Simple, Stupid! And when I do, I realise that complexity is just an excuse in disguise. I would have never have guessed it would have come from there of all places. I feel just as hurt. Maybe not. This time, I caught myself.

I'm getting tired. Its getting arduous. And worst still, all I do, I am getting burned.

Sometimes I beat myself down about the lives I could be, would have been leading. But girl, get a life.

What I am saying here is, it my turn to get muddled, to unmuddle then say "it's simple. Goodbye."