I feel hurt, very hurt. So hurt that I go to the corner in the bathroom and weep like a baby. No, I wail like a baby. I see my self teary eyed in the mirror and I howl even more.
It seems like I am losing it. I have no idea why I cry like that. No seriously there is just no reason why I did what I just did.
When everything in life seems just fine, then why on earth do I feel so down in the dumps?
“You like to create situation.” I have heard that so many times. Do I really create imaginary situations? Situations, that even I have no control over – IMAGINARY YET NO CONTROL. Sounds scary! The problem is I do not even have the slightest inclination of what the situation is.
“You romanticise solitude.” Yes, I have heard that too. I do romanticise solitude, yet I crave for companionship and cigarettes. (Weird, considering I do not smoke)
Running away – is that a solution? Well, maybe, to a place where I can live in anonymity and start afresh. And yet there are people who hold me back.
I don’t like to cry, yet crying gives me a great sense of contentment; of being alive.
Damn! I need some strong coffee now.