I feel so disturbed right now, perturbed by something invisible, intangible but hopefully not invincible. It's like those itch you get once in a while but you can't pinpoint the exact position where the itch is coming from and by the time you get down to detecting it, the irritation has dissipated. Such is the feeling now, just that I am nowhere close to finding the problem. I'll let the throb continue it's damage because I've given up, at least for today. I know what I promised myself but something is missing. Maybe it's because I'm waiting for my mum to come back, to inform her about my decision to pick up strumming the guitar. Or maybe there's this sense of knowing that I have so many commitments and problem to face. Or maybe it's the setback that I get when my expectations don't tally with reality.