Regrets?

My daily routine this past few weeks has been pretty plain and predictable. Woke at noon most of the time, drinks in the evening, jog if i feels like it then when home at 2 or 3 in the morning. It might sounded great but I hate it!

I need to be working! I'm used to it for 6 years. I love the adrenalin rushed through my vein. I want to feel it again. Yes, I cursed at it then but I missed it. A lot! Oh well, maybe its me. Problem!

Come to think of it, us humans never satisfied. I can't bail out now. I've crawled deep into this hole. Got three person to look after. They can't do this on their own. They're my brothers. Whatever bad feeling i throw towards them can't change that fact. We've been together since we're kids.

Hope everything will change soon. I really hope it will. Insyaallah ...