From tomorrow, I will be at a retreat in Malaysia. Be back on Sunday. Strange that I'm going on a spiritual retreat when I don't feel the least bit spiritual. Maybe that's why I need a retreat? Something inside me is dying. I think it's that innocent, childlike spirit. My childlike faith. Slowly but surely ebbing away. It's sad isn't it, when you lose yourself this way? I feel so dead inside. So utterly and completely dead.

And I have no one to blame but myself.

BRB.