It has been long now. It feels like an endless something, almost robotic and baseless sometimes. I do not know where I am heading with the current set of things. What I’m left with is that omnipresent echo of my voice talking to me. It is as if I’ve created another me to tackle with my mind.
There was a certain level of support that has now vanished with the thinning of my hair. I had forgotten that I made this place for a reason. This blog seems as dead as anything apart from the few automated advertisements that are visible to me; I am the only one visiting here. There are a couple of casual visits randomly from around the world. It is like that shop, hidden in the depths where only a few lost souls visit because there is no where to go to! Well, this place has always welcomed anyone from anywhere.
Importantly, this was the virtual vacation for me, a get-away spot.
After planning it for years, there was this vivid picture of me typing, almost as if I was writing a book, around the peacefulness or deathliness of a high-altitude crooked cottage where I could see the valley, the mist, feeling that cold on fingertips as they hit each letter while I sipped coffee. There are a few places in mind that fit my imagination but presently, I am after something else.
Now, it is close to impossible for me to define the ‘Something Else’. Maybe, it will be known soon enough. Or at the time, when there are only a few breaths left for me. There is a race going on, and it is definitely not with others.
This race has always been with time as I felt the need to do more within that time, and being extremely annoyed because I could never justify it with ‘Endless Something’.
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