Confused

As the days keep going on, I am amazed at how less I actually know, take seriously or am dead sure of. Justifications about works, interests, passions and life in general are becoming more fact less and torpid as the days go on… “there is just no point” shouts my inside, and I have no clue why.

Have been vegetating for a while now. The levels of domestication have heightened and for some strange reason I am feeling so much at home doing what I am. Writing this is a time off from the monotonous rigors of conformist life that I have adopted for a while now.

Had a reason to smile today and after a long time was beaten at my own game… and I thought there was just one other person who would normally do that to me and still not make me look like a fool…

Planning to move to my own virtual space with a new look and all, or maybe just new space with the old look… Hopefully the move will make to write more often because of the newness or something…

Blasts happened a day back and I really did let off some steam on some old friends who grew up in the same places… but anger is just not sustained, I guess I am/ we are more or less have accepted people dying a part of the routine and are just moving on…

A while back I read this phrase of regional becoming important… just somehow after the blasts in a totally different context, the phrase became more meaningful…

Will write… more… soon…

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