First, it is the non-stop pouring in junk foods
with eating all sorts of things all day long ...

Then comes the reading of five books in three and a half days
including two Princess diaries
in which I have sunken myself reading......

It is so good to have things doing on which you can concentrate
so that you won't have anytime to think anything else....

Why am I not even sad ?
I even feel relieved...
Am I trying to lie to myself??

Or am I trying to escape from something??