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Remember the Demons?

Yes the premonitions have returned. Remember the foreknowledge of bad things happening to people I care about/ or to me personally? The feeling of being lost, disturbed sleep at night, nightmares have all come back and I don’t like one bit of it. Under the circumstances this makes me wonder about the demons who supposedly left me about 3 years ago. Is this temporary or are these to stay again. Time will tell. That I may be running out of it is another matter altogether.


Also a couple of things happened last week. Some were nice and some hurt, though I don't blame anyone.

At office this friend of mine said that she sometimes worries if all the guys are like me. I was kinda taken aback - I knew what she meant. She was hoping that his boyfriend would not turn out like me. I reassured her saying that I am different, most guys are good. But it hurt like hell, the innocence and honesty with which she said that was like a grenade being lobbed under my chair. I somehow just controlled myself, not sure what emotions were welling up inside. It was certainly not anger. Besides I love her as an adorable  friend. So anyway that was it.

Another happened this week, another friend of mine texted me saying that I get into trouble with the wrong kind of girls and went on to add that that was my type! It was as blunt as Sarthakisms that I am (in)famous for. In any case, I agree with some of her theories. Will work on that. Ok, will try.

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