Trying to blog on FaceBook was quite a stupid move. (importing and deleting XD)
The ability of trying to look into any big picture is not so much of a gift as i thought it was. This curiosity of how things will end up allows me to delve into a vacant space of a thought, leaving me there for a couple of hours and expecting me to make something out of space itself. It's silly, but somehow it makes sense.
At times people try so hard to make the right choice they make no choice at all. It's silly, but somehow it makes sense.
At times people choose to make an not-so-well-thought-of decision just to be able to decide for something in the fear of my best friend uncertainty. It's silly, but somehow it makes sense.
It's only so much called a pessimist's occupation, and it's sad to think of all the possible euphoric thoughts that should be filling my cup. But then, considering those are glitches in the system and nothing perfect could ever come out from that, I am well assured of myself.
It's easier to think that things can go better than the lower half of what's expected, than assuming perfect and getting something less. It's silly, but somehow it makes sense.
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