It's been a hectic and busy week. I've caught a cold since last few days and it doesn't seem to be getting better. The inner part of my left nostril is swollen and it causes difficulty breathing. It's pretty torturing, especially during my sleep.

Just a moment before I write this, I broke down, in my room, emotionally, and quietly, so that my parents wouldn't hear me. I wasn't feeling strong suddenly. I felt so helpless. I realized how tired and frightened I was. I saw I had been working too hard, pretending I was okay when I really wasn't. It was as if I didn't want to know those vulnerable feelings. I was afraid if they came out, I would collapse and not be able to do the job I needed to do.

And now I'm sitting in front of my PC, listening to Regina Spektor's while updating my blog. I guess I'm fine already, cause I'm over it, the scary imagination.

I think I need some quality resting time, urgently. But wait, I've got to wake up pretty early tomorrow to meet up with the merchandiser and representatives from the other outlets for Spring Summer '10 brand strategy and model store set up. Ah, It's gonna be yet another tiring day.

Ciaos.

I desperately need you.