Lost dreaming in Winter. Its almost the end of another month. And i find myself writing almost reluctantly...because im afraid of what may come out from my current state of mind. Believe it or not, I'm typing with my eyes closed, trying not to re-read what I've typed, trying not to hear the words that forms in my head before I release them out letter by letter onto the keyboard. So forgive me for my bad typing, if any. Each time I arrive at my blogger page, I tell myself its time to update an entry or two. Some days the urge to write is stronger, while some days.... I just run away from it. I tell myself to stop whenever I feel it's too much. Yet once I start, I simply can't seem to stop typing. It's sickening to lose control like this. Frustrating too. Msn is popping up with online alerts of people flooding in for chats at this time of the day. I wonder if all of them are at least talking to one or two friends. And I realised it's been some time since I've...