I feel unsure. I feel restless. I feel listless. But most of all i feel tired. Its not the ‘oh, why don’t you take a break, go on vacation,’ tired. It’s more the ‘sans passion, sans love, sans inspiration, sans direction’; tired.
I believe obscurity comes with it.
I believe obscurity comes with it.
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At 3:09 AM, Anonymous said…
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At 4:05 AM, shruti said…
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At 4:06 AM, shruti said…
No doubt about that, Mallu. I meant love in a different sense. Love that i am unable to feel for everything around me in general.
At 3:37 AM, just another face said…
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At 3:38 AM, just another face said…
i emphatize...but can we ever not be tired in that way :-) ?
by the way you can find K's books and dvds at the book fair in case you are still into K...
keep writing
thinley
At 12:53 PM, Unknown said…
there have been times, thinley...
missed the book fair :(
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