Another day at work ends, and i come back home;switch on the music and think about all thats happened to me. Listening to michael buble always eases my mind.. that slow jazz in the background... i can never shed off memories. they keep haunting back again and again. theres so much to think about, so much to do, but i always am mentally reluctant to change. i tell myself over and over again its not worth the pain to think of things now, thats what its always like.... i always have to remind myself nothing in life is for real... your always mentally on your own... i write what i feel thinking it will help me and sometimes it does, but most other times it doesnt. they say writing is the best gift, but its like dwelling in the past, analzing and re-considering things...i switch on the tv and am so skeptic of things, yet i can pen all the solutions down. i know whats right but find it so hard to tell myself that.. its yet another sunny morning and i know theres always something to look foward to, another moment where i want things to happen and not give a damn about them the next second. i tell myself that all the time, loosen up.. don't get attached to things in life..its not worth it...

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