The wind has been howling since morning. The sun is deceptive. Like many other shiny projections. I have been having a distracted morning. A cuppa of adrak ki chai and draft section of wordpress remind me of a better place I have known; a stronger me that I recognize.
Emotions continue to faze me. It has been established that emotions are essential. They bring about survival instinct. So does genetic variability and random errors. Nothing is a coincidence. It is all profound and for a reason. I seek to know. Today might be the wrong day.
There is confusion between what I write here and what I say out loud.The readers and chatters and friends and blog friends and the curious people are confused. Welcome to my world. So am I.
I am all-right. I know how to be.This blog is not a communication plat form. When I want to say some thing I am known to make calls at 11pm. Only this time I did have a conversation. I am basking in the warmth of knowing some one was nice to me. Restored some faith. Left me more confused.
The big smile doesn’t help. Am I happy or am I hiding. One can’t tell. Neither can I. I am enjoying the disillusionment. The wondering keeps me from thinking.
Mixed signals are harmful, hurtful,unnecessary and generally end up badly. Confusion has done no one good. Neither has clarity. What ever comes in flashes, is just that. Flashes. Enjoy the moment. Let go the next. Move on.
Easier said than done. I know. The recent posts are a reflection. Did you know that only so much of a percentage gets reflected. This one is the artist in me. On a howling Sunday afternoon. See you next week. I should be painting a different picture.