redundant.

every night marks the beginnning of the end of the day to me. sometimes i can't really comprehend the fact that my life is so redundant. need focus. so much for life.

sometimes we're too distracted by the things around us, too bothered by the circumstances we face, and we're challenged by our flaws everyday. if life could get any better for me, i'll be in heaven.

repetition kills off the innovation inside of me. not that i have much anyway. it's tiring living a life that pretty much repeats itself the next day. but still life is good. coz what i'm lacking, He makes up for it. He's that good. that's a good enough reason for me to re-live each day.