critical level

eeeeeeeee oooooooooo eeeeeeeeee ooooooooo

the alarms are blaring, the red siren light flashing. the emergency status has been activated. unauthorised personnel, please proceed to nearest exit for evacuation. it has now reached a dangerous level. dangerous, i repeat. stay at your own risk.

apparently, my level of cynicism has surpassed my dad's.

all hopes at redemption is gone.

ahhhh, how i wish i can return to the naive, carefree, trusting days but looks like this big cement chip of cynicism is here to stay for good. hubby, i need more space on the bed.