I am currently in a state of "swayness".

It started on one lazy afternoon at the bus interchange, where I was deciding whether I should spend 65cents on a 3 stop bus ride home or hustle my sluggish legs home.

"Hm, weather looks good. I'll take a walk"

OK, so there I was making my way home while sms-ing vic and PIAK!
Some thing dropped on my shoulder!
Thinking it to be a cockroach, I swung my jittery hands towards my shoulder in an attempt to rid myself of the intruder.

So it wasn't a cockroach.
But a look at my fingers showed evidence of a different kind of intrusion.

Googey mixture with unindentifiable hard bits.
EEEEEEEU!!

I've been shitted on!
SHAT. POOPED. TOOK A DUMP ON. USED AS A LATRINE.

damnit. those animals. damn birds.

Following that, I've encountered a series of unfortunate events.

(this chunk is just me ranting. If you value quality reads, skip this)

{No tissue in bag, used a receipt in wallet to wipe the shit off.
Next day, left early for driving and realised both my ez-links have minus values
and then the bus broke down which caused me to be late for driving, kena the lousy newbie instructor. I chalked up a total of 18pts and 3 immediate failures in my trail test.
1st immediate failure was taking too long to park! i forgotten how and he refused to help me. hey, it was a month since i last drove, cant i have a little help? 2nd was mounting kerb at crank course! i knew i was gonna mount it and wanted to reverse but he said no, cuz test car behind.
3rd was me driving with steam coming out of my ears and he slammed the dashboard n i just looked at him. ARGH After lesson, wanted to do atm transfer but the machine said the transaction cannot be processed!}

What next? What next!

Time can change anything.. (heey. just compare John Travolta in Grease and him in face/off.)
Married couples are no exception.
Are marriage vows strong enough to keep a two people together?

Gone are the sweet nothings, quicken heartbeats, sweaty palms and the mere presence of each other envokes feelings of sweet intoxicaton.

In its place are deadlines to meet, getting insurance, paying the bills, hiring a tutors for the kids and the mere sight of the toilet seat up envokes feelings of irritation.

Are marriages doomed for the inevitable evolution?
Where practical matters overlay.
And all the love is abandoned and taking its place are petty agruments and frustration.