Well, i'm just dropping by.... Which is kinda weird seeing as this is my blog. I apologise to the, like, 4 people who read this. Somewhere, it all just fell apart. Lost motivation is perhaps the scar that takes to heal longest. No antidote, anecdote or doting in particular can aid this terrible terrible disease. It's like, the one that got away. But one of life's greatest lesson i learnt, is that the one that got away can be the one that came back. I guess the cold grey steel and concrete of this country finally got to me. I aged and regained my youth all at once in the past few months. Growing up is terrible. But when you're in it's stride, it's the simplest thing in the world.But, alas it is particularly poignant, that age does not revere time. Passing not with the ticking of the clock, but with the growth of the mind.
I find myself...being both melancholic and happy at the same time. Simple joys touch my heart and flies it to the moon and back. But the simple sad thoughts send me straight back to earth. This volatility is one hell of a ride though. Well, going through national service now. Which explains alot. I'm not one to believe in war or any of these societal flaws. Maybe i'm anarchist. Maybe i'm a hippie. Maybe some weed will solve everything, i don't know. Sure there are those moments of pride, minute pinpricks of years of propagnada finally gaining enough momentum to cast a dizzying blow to my head. Dizzying, but for a second only. But all in all, I don't believe in it. There are no enemies, only the misled. A little love, seriously will solve everything.
I will continue writing,even if no body reads, i will continue writing. Though they might not amount to much, it's important that that moment existed, on shining moment that mattered, in a sea of useless, wasted pointless thoughts. One moment existed, and there is a silent beauty in that as well.
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