There’s no reason or purpose .. i should say theme for this post! I just felt like writing something down, let something out .. get it off my chest! So this may be too scattered this time and make no sense at all. If I were you, I’d stop reading now.
Well, I warned ya =P
You know how you always think you know yourself. I mean who would know you better than your own self, right? Then, one day reality slaps you in the face!! And from that moment onwards, your life changes, forever. You stop viewing things the way you used to. Places, people, colors, smiles, and laughs, all look different to you. Whether it is a bad thing or a good thing, you cannot tell, for you know this is just the beginning. A beginning of a path so intriguing and mysterious that you feel a rush whenever you have a deja vu. Everything arounds you seems like a deja vu; the greetings you get every morning, the taste and smell of your morning coffee (or tea for some of us!), the parking lots, the doors, the hallways, the desks, the papers, the screans, the whiteboards, the meals; your entire life. It is all being played in front of you, but you can’t totally relate. You see yourself standing there, reacting, interfering, but it feels like someone else. Someone sent to memic you; your looks, your voice, your words, but not you! The soul is missing. Your soul is right here, trapped in a shadded place, where no one can realize your existance. A place where your existence does not really matter. Living and wandering freely, in and out of focus; like a ghost. A ghost with infinite time to spare; eternity.
But is that what you are? A soul without body, a ghost?
No! Comes a simple answer that pulls you out of your nap, welcomes you back to class, “is it lunch time yet?!”
Cheers! =)
Hmmm I don’t know why this post reminded me of those freakish 5-10 seconds dreams that come suddenly; especially when you’re tired or worried, and your brain is full of those pending things that you want to clear..
And all of a sudden, you wake up from this dream with a heavy head, but somehow you’re happy that you’re back to reality
Lol sorry for the ta2leef and tefalseef
Once again,, well written Miss Young Writer ^_____^
Cheeers =)
2allef o tfalsaf 3ala ra7tek ^^
and i’m no writer ..
honored though!
nice… i like the way you write and the way you think
i’m glad ^^
<3 you. please don't stop writing. i've been having those moments too, i guess, and it's making me really weary about what's real and what's not (i can't distinguish anymore!). so, please, don't stop writing, you're unrolling things out for my insufficient articulation. you make me think.
<3 you too reem ..
it's comforting to know that someone relates!!
makes me worry about you @ the same time =p
i miss DC, because i saw more of you there than i do here *hugs*
Wow. True. Every single word. But – if I don’t know myself better than anyone else, who knows me? I’m the one dissolved in my own head, my own body. I guess this means people don’t understand each other. No one knows anyone anymore then, right?
This post got me thinking…
xx
wise words.
i hope the post got you thinking positively though! <3
dn’t through ur self into storm of feelings. Who am I ?
u r wt u think.
btw, i liked ur blog :p.
thanks =)