The prevailing haze is not only harshly choking the sight, but it is also discordant to my internal balance. For someone that's somewhat a nature aficionado, I get blindingly disheartened when I can't find the blue sky, watch the red sun rising in the morning, feel the cheeky brown earth and taste the mischievous breeze. This is one of the reasons I managed to dislocate my brain.

I went back to my roots last weekend, hoping that the time and distance would help to put an order to my disorganized thoughts. I detest it when I can't walk/think a straight line because I lost my lucid mind as if I "ikut hati, mati". Desolately, the dastardly rascal dreariness shadowed me there too, even within the fortress of pristine green, the haze continued to be persistently belligerent to not leave me alone.

where are the beaming sun and sustaining rain imparting the warmth of life?

You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'. - Homer Simpson (**hehehe.. who said you never learn anything from watching cartoons ;-P)

I think I should refrain from further dumping my confusingly coherent (or is it clearly incoherant) thoughts today.