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I am thinking at random while my fingers are tapping the keyboard. I find it hard to write from within these days and I feel terrible I have no inspiration. Well, nothing that I am brave enough to write about.

There's too many ideals in my head that I can't even hold a grip of. I wanted to be passive and not care too much. But how can I not when all those that I crave for are tangible?

I feel terrible today. There are chances that I missed. I am on the process of identifying the misconnects. Battling on what matters and what shouldn't. I need to revisit the time management quadrant. Ugh! there's just too much to analyze. I wish I have more time.

I always walk tall and I am always recognizable. I don't have my feet on the ground. That may be the issue. There's just nothing that can make me pale out. There's nothing that can intimidate me.

What beauty could there be in silence? What good could there be in a traction-less world? Since time immemorial I wanted to have a grip of everything that makes me me. And there are a lot of them. The offing looks bleak. Currently I am out of bliss and peace of mind.

Posted by bondabe 23:06

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