being offline

you can imagine.. think and feel different to that of when you can.. my english good? not so good..


having had the pleasure of not being online.. i feel i have to write something meaningful..

i have just spent the last 45 mins or so reading other blogs and looking at their beautiful layouts and wondering how eloquently they set out themselves.. and here i am struggling to write a few words.. is it some sort of social hierarchy i wish to climb or just my way to express an inner self.. either way.. i just lost more of my time staring at a box..

who are the insomniacs that quote themselves in sonnets, yet find the time to sleep their idle minds.. am i just bored or lonely..? i don't know whats worse.. knowing or not wanting to know..

good night..