Moving on.

Then and Now.

It's been a month since we've moved here yet it seems like though it's been longer.

An eternity. Months. Years, even. Sigh.

I've been stuck in a rut and I can't do anything about it.

I wake up at noon..ish, eat, watch tv and go back to sleep.

I get to flip through some pages sometimes but I think my attention span's cut short.

Back then I could finish three novels a day.

Now that I have all the time in the world, I couldn't even finish "Love the one you're with".

And it's been weeks already since it made my reading list.

What's up with that?

I used to love travelling and just going anywhere my Converse-clad feet would take me.

But now the cold, wet rain and slush ruined that precious custom for me.

I used to be very productive, movie-wise.

I'd finish 3-4 two-houred movies a night.

Now I just flip through channels, looking for How I Met Your Mother, The Big Bang Theory and Friends.

Sometimes, I'd wonder why I couldn't stop looking for exactly those shows.

That I'd sacrifice my personal favourite Gossip Girl and Pretty Little Liars for those shows.

Oh, and New Girl. I just love Zooey.

That I'd rather watch Barney's awesomeness than Chase's perfection.

I know that certain people influenced my liking those shows.

And that I'm very much biased.

But I couldn't help it.

I guess it's my way of holding on to them.

Watching as though they were there watching with me.

And laughing as though I had someone to share the laughter with.