I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Sigh!!!!!
I feel my mind slipping slowly in the the dark recesses - it's an ugly place; I'm distracted by my thoughts, I'm trying to control them but failing miserably. The battle is on, trying to keep my demons at bay, my mind at peace. Breathe, inhale, exhale - it's just one of those moments, one of those curve balls that life sends your way. You've been through rough patches before, and come out on the other end. Breathe, relax, step away from the negative vibes, calm. It will work out.
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