Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Wake me up when September ends

No excuses shall be made, nor reasons given. I just feel like I'm wasting away. I couldn't quite find the word to describe the condition, until a friend mentioned it, and since then, it has stuck, almost beautifully melancholic, like a drifting autumn leaf that has finally landed on its destined spot, permanently.

Trapped. It's a feeling of powerlessness and, ultimately, it's self defeating. Entrappment is both a physical and a mental state. It gnaws at you and constantly makes you feel conscious of your constraints. Maybe that's why I crave space - vast, voluptuous space - like how a dolphin or sea animal loves its endlessly wide ocean.

September - sweet september. Can one ask for a vacation and live a September dream?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

hey bro, back in action hur..
hope u like e bdae surprise we planned for u..
cheer up yah, mit up real soon when u have rested enuff

'sa

transit inn said...

hey hey, u actually still come here??? Nvr expected the surprise coz u guys had done it b4. I felt so blessed & loved. Thanks! :)

It was realllllyy nice and warm and I cldn't have asked for anything else. Somemore this time got Chubby Pie involved! Haha. (he's the critical factor eh? command and control in ur hands! ;p)