I've always been a restless soul. I can't be in one place for a very long time or I will soffucate. It has been a constant struggle to focus and get the goals finished in time when restlessness crawls in. It is funny how life is good and yet you feel empty inside. And then you feel hopeful when you are in desperate situation. Its a weird mix and match and it has its balance. I am weird I have come to accept that reality.
Loneliness is my constant companion and I don't mind his presence. I am ok being by myself. I have tons of friends, the real - since 7 years old loyal - friends that you hang out sometimes but I like the solitude and the endless fun debate I have in my head. The tranquility of relaxing with silence and hanging out with just a book by the beach or in the mountains.
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