I found myself.

Somewhere between those bipolar days and endless runs, I found myself. I'm guessing it's most prob those endless runs. I think running got myblood flowing again, and started detoxifying my body. I feel healthier already, although my calves and knees beg to differ. Man maybe I AM getting old... heck 22 aint 18. I better get my fat ass in shape before age makes it impossible to do that. I'm 15kg from my target. Hopefully by the trip to Singapore at the end of this year, I would have lost 2/3 of that weight.

I've begun to right some of the wrongs that I had done to my life. Perhaps, things are getting better.