The days have been good. But my subconscious mind is like a big sluggish hound dog, only to come and drag me along whenever he has got the chance. Man, I could do nothing besides letting him to take me to a walk. A boring one - strolling down and same road, imaginations and all that. By the end I would be glad he's gone back to rest. Tempting that fucker is a long process. He is not going away because the issue remains unresolved. Will it one day though? Nobody knows while only time will unfold.