Welcome Back home, and it sure feels lovely to be back

Well many of you..whoever you are, may think i'm talking about going back home....Actually i'm talking about being on my blogg again.

Its been century's since I last saw those beautifully walled pink petals and that green bulging letters that makes me delight in its sight. I sure missed this special place I call my home...you since home is wherever you make it and wherever youre heart goes, I guess my home is right here :D

Aaaaanyway, ive had quite a few developments over these past 6 months i have been MIA...although im not really in the mood to discuss it...I just want to be my own therapist right now.



So I was chilling in a taxi...and these are the words that murmured into my mind..

I cant remember the last time I was happy about focusing all my energy into a task.
I cant remember when last I last wrote something ingenious without feeling creatively stifled.
I cant remember a time I did something ingenious within limitations...and still broke boundaries.
I cant honestly remember a day when I just woke up and smiled about the day ahead of me.
I cant remember a time when i was passionate about something and had something I wanna wake up for everyday. I mean sure a degree is worth waking up for, but if I have zero passion for what I'm living out now, whats the use??

I yearn live live again, to touch my invisible walls of possibility and to taste the sweetness of life in the air.
I yearn to live for more than mundane and deadlines.
I'm tired of struggling and fighting for a dream I don't see myself in.
I miss that little girl who painted pictures of tangible dreams and effortless love.
I miss her dearly, and I know she's there in the background screaming out to be heard and to be lived out...but somehow I keep suppressing her with this routine.
Her dreams and her true self screams out to me everyday, but I tell her to be quite because this essay needs to be done.
I tell her to be patient everyday, and that soon she will see why she had to be still for 3 years.






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