Sunday, January 1, 2012
Everything seems to be marked by arbitrary numbers. Like how the span of a life is marked by the rotations of the Earth around an imaginary axis and revolutions around the Sun. So, today's the start of the new year. (Resolution: Being late will no longer be my woe.) Sometimes, I wonder if I unconsciously mimic others because of the people watching I do. It's a fascination. Staring out of windows till my feet hurt, looking at the players in their act. I did quite a bit of that yesterday, not through windows though. The fireworks were amazing. I felt so small and a little overwhelmed each time the infinite-ness of the sky dawned upon me. There was also a sense of discomfort each time something I didn't want to happen, happened. It's difficult to broach the issue and I end up in these situations. It's mostly my fault because I should have put a stop to it when it became clear to me. Curiosity got the better of me. I cannot get it out of my head and none of it is anything you'd want me to remember. It was the tiny things that I noticed that gave it away and in the game of comparison, you lost. I can't help it, even though I know it's unfair. Maybe I am doomed to be haunted. The haircut was so that I'd be able to hide for a while. It didn't work. I am running out of ideas. I like taking 167 from town. Another chance would be nice, but it was never going to come to anything. I can't help but feel like I cheated.
I am bad news.Labels: you're no longer the only one
