took me 7 bomb blasts and overkill by the government to remind me to come back.
aah, what can i say... have been gamboling all over kerala, delhi, punjab and the southern part of the peninsula. been eventful but nothing of note really. just that my premonitions of a soporofic life have become far more frequent now. after much deliberation and delightful nail biting, gave up on that delightful little cancer stick that I had so come to love. not exactly the time of my life.
been having trouble sleeping, taking forever to get to sleep and waking up hour after hour, restless turning, never feeling rejuvinated unsure of whether or not i was asleep 10 minutes ago or simply staring into the darkness. but the dreams, the wild dreams, i love them. amazing confuzing dazzling ridiculous that i never want to end. the emotions that continue to run through to the waking hours like aftershock waves of an earthquake. they are ridiculous but make me feel strange all day. the best is when i can let myself slip back and pick up the dreams from where i stopped last time around.. prequels, sequels, parallel plots. its all there
now i'm awake.. and office beckons. damn.
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