Dear Unconscious Blog,
Accept my heartfelt apologies. I stand, like always, pleading guilty in the court of Time, but, far from being condemned in the court of Complacence. But such is Life. Always contradictory, contradicting our plans under the shield of Challenges. So it’s no surprise how, we tit-for-tat loving people return the favour by indulging in more contradictions. Result? Rut.
I hereby stand sentenced. To a period of unexplained blues, and nagging thoughts, all hidden to the world, under the blanket of our wordly existence.
Welcome to my state of mind. I can’t even explain what I just wrote above. 😐
Agreed I am not one of those clear headed people, and being perpetually confused is an important trait, but entering a very visibly monotonous rut is not helping matters. What am I doing with my life? This question tops the list with the maximum amount of pondering, so pointless, that it leads me to think of myself as pointless. Trust me, it isn’t a very pleasant feeling. Once you enter such a rut, like a domino effect, everything around you seems frivolous. From my ambitious yet unattended blog, my new year resolutions lost with the sheet, plans steamed out, to something as trivial as a pile of unwashed clothes (mothers are free to disagree on this), everything seems to be pointing its guilty fingers at me, accusing me of wasting Time- the ever precious, never to return Time, which pretty much dictates as well as defines Life. Which brings me back to the same old question, albeit framed differently (more threatening, this time) – Am I wasting my Life?
If I try finding a satisfactory answer, the chances of me wasting Time, solving an endless riddle, is far more. And if I waste Time, the chances of me wasting my Life increases. So now, only one question remains. What exactly should I be doing in order to escape this vicious cycle?!
Whenever I have found myself trapped in a rut, sooner or later, putting down my thoughts, more tangible in the form of words, has been my only escape. Hence the blog, hence its resurrection. Like they say, dear blog, the key to happiness is bad memory. Let’s forget that I let myself get defeated by Procrastination yet again, shall we? 😀
In-Re-Trospect 