Watch out!! Quicksand!!!!!! I desperately want to be able to write something that makes sense to myself if not others and post it. I type a few sentences, hurriedly press backspace, clear everything up, only to clutter the space again with some more words which start out on a different note, talk of a different topic, and basically try and encompass all that's been going through my mind the entire month, and considering the acute hyperactive condition it (my mind or whatever that's left of it, that is) suffers from, one month worth (worthless??) of musings is like a shallow pond being continuously bombarded with heaps of dirt with no way for it to empty into a larger space, turning the pond into a slimy marshy mucky sludge which is like this huge impenetrable clot and to fish anything out of which might be termed as near impossible.
Now that the net connection has been restored and my comp is back on track, so many things keep running through my head. Things which I would've normally dumped right here had it not been for the comp giving in to that goddamned virus. Things which range from the seemingly trivial to some pretty significant incidents, such as me losing a lot of priceless data, a memorable rendezvous, some movies, some books, a few farewells, a few receptions, songs, the rains, the sunsets, my slothful days, the ennui et al.
I suppose letting the past four weeks be, is the wiser option for someone like me. Thus, I'd refrain from writing anything indecipherable which my clogged mind tries to persuade me to pen down. The muck will clear. The clay would harden, the memories en masse forming a precious clump inhabiting a remote corner of my psyche for years to come.
PS: I'm thinking of moving to rediffblogs. Suggestions/opinions anyone? Current Mood:
blahCurrent Music: Further On (Up the Road)-Bruce Springsteen