It’s a cool Tuesday night. The ground’s still damp from the monster storm that passed through 5 hours back. Am at the open air stalls 4 stone throws away from the house. It is rather late but almost all the tables are occupied. Am in my own bubble though. I have “I love the way you lie” piped into my ears. I must have listened to it like 500 times already. Don’t really care for the song’s meaning. Sometimes you just get tired of searching for meaning. I think the song, the way it’s sung, simply ignites a feeling aligned to how I think I should be feeling. Not sure if what I just wrote made any sense. Very little makes sense these days. Hmmmm! Of late, I think I’ve lost my direction.  But you know me. I’ll bounce back. Right?

Not in the highest spirits as I pen this. Have been beset by a feeling I can’t quite describe. I think, though, that it can be summed up by the question currently hanging in my head: “What if me enlisting everything… is not enough?”