i've been thinking , i have been thinking about life in general. it's really enticing to just sit back a enjoy the bits of moments that the internet provides and be lost in the infinite bits of entertainment it has to offer
i get lost in longing fo rher, every time i recall her mesmorizing allure which leaves me dumbfounded
may be it is the conseption of her that i'm in love with yet i want her so bad . i become so relentless . i cant keep al these feelings for myself, i expose my weakness when i expres these feelings to the people who are remotely close to me.
maybe it is true that what i am experiencing right now is something that the western aliberal generation may have experienced much before this age i am in at the moment .
but i cant help myself. maybe its because i've restrained myself so much , from going out and experiencing the world's offereings . the bounties that are so close in reach because i live in the msot affluent regions, with so much opportunity to investigate the available variety of people experiences etc.
my weekends are something i look forward to yet as i get through them i start to despise them. the vacuum they instill within me , oh how painful this lonliness can become. aothough it is nothing compared to what the experiences wre 2 years back. because now my family is with me , it is much more bearable.
yet it is also true that i am comfined, self confined rather to my own private space of my room, ny screen, my virtual reality .
i read this amazingly relevant quote yesterday about solitude. that it is a great place to visit, but a horrible space to stay.
i cant think of much else to write.
i also want to share something i learned today , that yesterday evening a cyclist of age 34 died in a 6 vehicle colision which was less than 4km away from my house. i hvant told this to my mom, because i care for her, and i do not want her to worry about me as a i ride my bike on these roads, at night.
i think the compromises i am starting to make with my mom reflect a sense of maturity that i am attaining, although at a steady pace. i think to a more or less extent the life of marraige is gonna be the same,
because you think you love the person you have on your mind constantly . but rather its the conception of that person that you adore. and with the strike of reality i think to atleast some extent ther would be a need to establish compromises.
i get lost in longing fo rher, every time i recall her mesmorizing allure which leaves me dumbfounded
may be it is the conseption of her that i'm in love with yet i want her so bad . i become so relentless . i cant keep al these feelings for myself, i expose my weakness when i expres these feelings to the people who are remotely close to me.
maybe it is true that what i am experiencing right now is something that the western aliberal generation may have experienced much before this age i am in at the moment .
but i cant help myself. maybe its because i've restrained myself so much , from going out and experiencing the world's offereings . the bounties that are so close in reach because i live in the msot affluent regions, with so much opportunity to investigate the available variety of people experiences etc.
my weekends are something i look forward to yet as i get through them i start to despise them. the vacuum they instill within me , oh how painful this lonliness can become. aothough it is nothing compared to what the experiences wre 2 years back. because now my family is with me , it is much more bearable.
yet it is also true that i am comfined, self confined rather to my own private space of my room, ny screen, my virtual reality .
i read this amazingly relevant quote yesterday about solitude. that it is a great place to visit, but a horrible space to stay.
i cant think of much else to write.
i also want to share something i learned today , that yesterday evening a cyclist of age 34 died in a 6 vehicle colision which was less than 4km away from my house. i hvant told this to my mom, because i care for her, and i do not want her to worry about me as a i ride my bike on these roads, at night.
i think the compromises i am starting to make with my mom reflect a sense of maturity that i am attaining, although at a steady pace. i think to a more or less extent the life of marraige is gonna be the same,
because you think you love the person you have on your mind constantly . but rather its the conception of that person that you adore. and with the strike of reality i think to atleast some extent ther would be a need to establish compromises.
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