A new phase for me has started where life seems like it can't be any better. There is little to complain about, yet a lot to worry about. A place where I have found myself in several times before.
“I am a Big Package”, I had warned the Love Of My Life before we started dating and he very patiently said right back at me, “I don’t care. I can deal with it.” So, I packed my bags from being single and moved in to this new place where it was perfect, nothing to complain about, yet a lot to worry about. What a place to be in, where you got the faith, but you still got nothing at all! There’s hope, but there is no conviction. There is love, but there is no hope. Why does life have to be so complicated?

I know it sounds poetic and seems strange and I am amazed at how I can go through an entire spectrum of emotions with one small thing. I’m not only sensitive; I am one complicated, intricate person with little hope and a lot of confidence. Strange concoct, isn’t it? Welcome to Poojaland, where nothing is new, yet everything is strange. I am always ready for adventure and what’s a better way than to just be so emotionally in-tune with yourself that you rarely need outside fixes to make you feel?
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