Maybe it's the lack of sleep or the fact that I'm alone right now that I'm having an episode of bitch fit. I tried getting back to sleep but I feel restless. Surfing the net...bored already. So, when I found myself staring at the ceiling of my room, the paranoia and other ugly thoughts creep in. Next thing I know, I was venting my frustration to something else- or someone for that matter. I guess what I heard this morning was very right: "If you are contented, no matter how little you have, it will always be more than enough. Kung inggitero/inggitera ka, ang sobra ay kailanman hindi magiging sapat." Hay. Inhale, exhale....