Woah .. It's been three
years since I sat down to write. And this time it isn't me murdering
a poem. Objective was to have fun & fun was what was had – for
lunch and dinner. Even had the midnight snack before calling it a
day!
Feel a little content, a
little wiser. You can never have too much fun, but things tend to
slow down after 1000 days. My hair is a little less spikey, pants a
little higher, shoes a little less shinier & still no sign of a
beard. These three years have taught a lot – what not to speak,
what not to do, who not to call and most importantly how much to not
drink (still a little vague, but who is perfect).
On the not so sunny side of
20's, experiencing a sort of quarter life limbo. Played the game by
the book, did the right thing at the right time – studies, work –
still in pursuit of the missing piece. Ever since I gained sense of
who I am and what I want to do, I have been in the pursuit of this
missing piece. What is it? Is it a state of being – a state of mind
or a state of heart? Or who is it? All I know is what I'm in pursuit
of today is an implicit assumption tomorrow.
But things have sped up in
the recent past. There has been a sinsudial flow of emotions. I have
had a heart break, crossed a line and avoided confronting myself on
revisiting the past. Distance seems to have been the best answer to
all these problems – it clubbed with time is the practical remedy
for all issues.
Distance was achieved –
but the state of zen is nowhere in sight. Unable to decode if the
sense of zen is lost or missed somewhere in the past. Hope to get
more wiser with the passing clock, pants a little higher, hair a
little less spikey and me clearer of what I want!
