Escape to Paradise

I am probably suppressing depression these days because I have been indulging with my brand of drug - endorphins! Not to worry there, it's perfectly natural. I am not going to tell you what because it's kinda embarrassing let alone sad. But it makes me happy when I am in that state and everything is possible when my endorphins are on high. 

Hopes and dreams are in the horizon again, which makes me a little happy and well, hopeful in my more somber hours. But again I remind myself to slow down with the plans and being hopeful because I don't like to be crashed when plans don't push through and it creates another problem as to how to cheer myself up again.

Now that I think of it, I am reminded of the song dad used to sing me to sleep when I was a kid. Back then I thought the song is a very sad song. Who knew that song would perfectly fit my circumstance now. Is it a mere coincidence or was it a hint even at a very young age that I am my life is going to be like this?

Other thoughts:

I learned about a very disturbing incident with a necrophilia which made me a bit worried when I am dead. But then I remember I am sure Uncle MC will make sure I will be respected at that point in time of my life (is it still part of my life? haha).. He's an assistant embalmer after all! I am confident he won't let something like that happen to me.

Which reminds me at the time when I had a procedure done at NKTI.. I am not sure what it's called but something to do with checking the large intestines. So I was given a sedative and was told to lower my undies.. Then I was put out. #scary The next thing I know, I woke up on a gurney in a corridor waiting for my next laboratory procedure with my undies on, of course.. I had no recollection as to what happened to me for a whole hour (or less). I did not even dreamed or anything! As in I just passed out.