The unsettling feeling

There is so much bubbling inside me that it gets hard to put it down in a proper coherent manner.

Most of the times I think my troubles come from the fact that my head is constantly whirling. Thoughts never leave me and now they have crept in to my sleep as well. I cannot remember the last time I slept at a decent hour and did not wake up thinking.

This mediocrity of life is driving me crazy. It’s better to lose oneself in oblivion of all that life has to offer. Live life in a routine, do nothing out of the ordinary. Earn money. Spend money. Sleep, repeat.

Thanks to all this free time that I have had and some peculiar people that I happened to cross paths with, my bubble has been broken. My silly expectations from life have resurrected.

This is not who I want to be. This is not what I want to do. This banal existence and dumbness of senses is eroding me from inside.

I have been conditioned so perfectly that I know this is what I ought to do. The brain once again takes over the mind. And the questions have left unanswered, shoved under the carpet.

~S

While I stare at my blank computer screen...

I feel like I am living in a musical. It sure is dramatic. Full with emotions- Love, hate, crime, tragedy, humor and well, all that.

The daily frustrations rise to a crescendo.

And then its time to go back home. aka the fall.

The morning sun brings smiles (when its sunny) and glum (when it pours)

Its like an external force pulls the strings.

Or is it supposed to be that way?

Life, it seems, really is a stage.

hmmm...

I wonder if I am a good actor

If I fair well

I think I do

That why I am still in the plot

Oh wait a minute!

I did loose the plot...FUCK!

I dont like the sound of this keyboard.

Pencil scratching paper is soo much better.

Its a bitter sweet symphony.

HA! Its life!

I do wonder sometimes,

If its worth it.

But then the external force never fails to surprise me.

What a joke. Thank god I do have a sense of humor.

Talk about being humble.

*sigh*

No matter how carefully I keep my headphones,

They always, ALWAYS entangle.

Its a struggle

I must have spoiled atleast 40 pairs.

Rest in peace dear ones, I still love you.

I think that can never run out of blabber.

But then I do fall short of words sometimes.

And these days,

Most of the times.

Dear god, when will I be satisfied?

How to stop your yelling mind from talking to you.

I checked my phone for the 56th time. No reply back. I don't even expect it you know, I know it will not come. But still.

Snap out. NOW. isn't it enough for you to feel all bad and sad and mad and all the kind of shit?! does he even care?! does he?!

Well, I am sure he does...

OK, if he does, what the f is he doing about it? what? WHAT!

...

sorry, did you say something? 'cuz all i heard is the god damn noisy FAN!

Amm, listen, i don't need all this right now. Please. Just like go away or something.

And leave you sorry soul to feel all the more sorry for yourself? ha? guess what? Not happening! NA AH!

*sigh* ... Amm, How 'bout some South Park?

Sounds good to me! VOOHOO!

*THE END*