I miss my Khali more and more these days. Maybe it's hormonal. Maybe it's circumstantial. But it is and it sucks. Lately I can't seem to get a grip...

I am bumper-sticker-me-certain that I must have hit some kind of a teleporting vortex. Never, not even in my high school days have I come across so much immaturity, ignorance, unintelligent and shallowness all at once! Make me wanna barf...

Why oh why must we make things so complex? Why does money and greed and pride constantly override humility and selflessness? Why do we let it?

I somehow miss you. Regrettably. Undesirably.
It is likely I will miss you, once the pain subsides.
I even miss you, my love, my darling.