This Wound Was About To Heal

Four in the morning and i am not asleep. I have a list of places to go later but it seems that something is bothering this conscious. I gulped down sleeping tablet but still this mind is up and alert. I am having a great time off from the usual mishaps and emotional meltdown bullshits. Nothing bothering me. It was much of a relief. I am having fun with friends and meeting people. Socialising and widening the circle is the game. I am recovering and doing better at a fraction of a time i thought would consume ages. Guess i underestimated. This is good news because i am moving on sooner than i thought capable. I tried not to allow this mind wander too much and set adrift in the past. It is pointless and a waste of brain matter. I am glad this particular person had left this mind although i am being reminded on the roads noticing this particular mode of transportation zooming past. I was in the car and bestfriend was driving. I got distracted. The song on the radio was Wake Me Up When September Ends. I hate that song but the band remains favourite. I will jump to the next number on the music device when i hear that song. Such behaviour is imperative because i have a habit of dwelling in the past. I must avoid that. The tune serenaded me to the time i and that asshole had a blast together. That song hold memories. Then i told bestfriend that it had been quite a long time since that name slipped these lips. It was not even in these thoughts no more said i. Surprised at the achievement we both were and he commented i was doing fine. That i should continue progressing. Life is a bliss. Problems no where near or at least nothing i am incapable of handling. I am doing good thus far and i cannot help but emphasise that notion. Nothing school and people i detest to bug me and ruin this jovial mood. To ruin me and curse this life miserable. But something just had to go wrong. It was just a matter of time. I am well versed with the grand design of nature coils. Internet is not a good thing and i must refrain from reading blogs. I am not pleased with what i see and i am not pleased with what i hear.