Fleeting…

My blog Tagline has a new theme for this post and it’s about living. Perfecting the lost art of Living. How’s that for a comeback post. *grin*

I missed a couple of breaking news the past few weeks, not being able to share my point on them. Typhoon Ondoy  wrecked my dear Philippines a few weeks back. Makes me feel really bad about it and the point some other people say, saying they deserved it. Arrogance must not be tolerated. Watch out for the same near you.

So again, I’ve preoccupied myself with work and Evony. The latter tending to be a big disappointment as of late. Now I’m considering dropping it because of issues and the fact the it makes me unproductive at my spare time. I’ve had fun, reached the top, know the works at this point and the disappointments it has. Today, I went back to my roots, mudding. I got a bit worried when I even forgot my password since it has been almost a year since I last logged in. I even lost my Gail? dagger. What is an assassin without a dagger! Now I’m stuck at glancing over at other mudders and whistling to appreciate them. Samsera seems the the same. The gypsies, stray alley cats as the rest. It feels different that I can’t even walk over them without getting awfully big bleeding wounds.

I may mud again. Maybe, we’ll see. I’ll let you guys (as if someone else is reading this) know how it goes.

Oh, just to catch up. Yes living is the theme. Because i’m back with renewed interest. Again we’ll see. Maybe some random posts but definitely something else. Wait,

Clouds begin to blanket the sky.
Your stomach grumbles loudly.
You are parched.

That’s my cue. It might rain.

Graeinler, Grandfather of Assassins
sneak
/exit