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That's the present state of my mind. It seems my thought-machine has gone on vacation, like most Singaporeans would.

So she's coming back tomorrow. So I'm due for a long overdue phone call. Big deal. Doesn't seem to matter anymore. There's an air of...nonchalance around me. Some might deem it as being apathetically self-absorbed, e.g. "I-don't-give-a-damn-about-anything-or-anyone".

I don't know why I've grown cold lately. My best friend might be leaving Singapore next year, and I don't seem to treasure his company or time anymore. Sad, isn't it?

I don't need your sympathy votes, really.

What I need? I really don't know. Life feels so...empty of late. Lacklustre; a bore; meaningless even.

I guess U2 sums it up quite well - "And I still haven't found what I'm looking for..."