Playing my game

I feel so guilty.. I did something really bad last night. Carried away by a previous dream that impacted much of my waking hours that came after, I let myself drown in such forbidden act of imagination. I may sound as if I’m talking obscure words and expressing vague ideas (as I always am), it’s because I don’t know if this is something that I should write about in full detail. It’s such a delicate matter that concerns me and my past. So I’d rather keep it to myself I guess.. But if that’s the case, then what am I still doing here? What’s the point of all this blogging thing anyway? I remember telling a friend of mine to use this medium as an outlet of human emotions and frustrations as well.. And here I am, violating my own suggestion.. But this time, it’s not worth the risk. Not everything that’s happening in my own personal life should be let out in the open.. I’ll just keep quiet and maybe soon I’ll have someone whom I can really trust to tell it to.. As for now, I’ll leave this one for my readers to ponder through.