"I like to live always at the beginnings of life, not at their end...It amazed me that you felt that each time you write a story you gave away one of your dreams and you felt the poorer for it. But then you have not thought that this dream is planted in others, others begin to live it too, it is shared, it is the beginning of friendship and love."
Sep 17, 2009
Fear of Moving
Everything seems to have got stuck somewhere. I can figure out and tell you exactly what is wrong but even then, I can't change it. I don't know where a part went missing, where I went wrong, where I should have been, but I decided not to be. I really can fix it all, but something tells me I should not do it. This emotional vicious circle has come to haunt again, after many years of having tried hard to get out of, like something one wishes did not exist. But, it exists. One doesn't have to be a trendspotter to see this pattern. It's natural unless you are sleepwalking 24/7. You might call me an absolute fool to have been this way, but nothing changes it. And, I just reminded myself of having written about this a couple of months ago, but I think I had deleted that post. I guess there's not much left to ponder about. I hope to find a better way of looking at it soon..
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