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Thursday, October 20, 2005
` Thursday, October 20, 2005
If there was a term coined for the loss of inspiration to type an entry, this would be it, I suppose.
The urge to create a post is curiously, a sudden spark of brilliance (or boredom if you take it from another perspective), ignited while on the train back home, listening to my tiny thumb drive dishing out my favourite tunes of the moment, or experiencing a typical daily encounter with another human being that causes a memory deposit more significant that I'd earlier believed. Significant enough to type it up on the web and help solve the problem of insomniac readers.
For some reason or so, I was psychologically down in the pits a couple of weeks back, which I have attributed to a total lack of focus in life and a general disdain for the mundane activities I had to embrace as part of being an adult. To keep questioning the meaning of my existence was not just a literary drag, but the fact that I was aware of the cause and apathetic effect of this state of mind has tired me out. I realised the mental bubble was just about to burst for some trivial reason (aggravated by the unfathomable but truly loathsome PMS). And then I looked back, took inventory of the countless good things that have come my way in the past couple of years and decided a pinprick shot of optimism could help send me back to the throes of reality.
They say when you were a child, you always wanted to grow up quickly. But no one ever promised adulthood was going to be any easier.