To
be or not to be
To
see or not to see
To
do or not to do
To
live or not to live
Each
day is the beginning of a new turmoil. Dates change, weather follows, but what
does not change is the feeling of being sucked in. The pressure keeps rising
and pushing me to do things that were not on the list. But the show has to go
on, somehow.
My
hands get dirtier with each passing day, my soul corrupted with each passing minute.
The need to be, in and of this world, is rooted deep within but not
understandable. It comes as naturally as the air I breathe but why do I have
to. Using the permutation basics to evaluate combination of the choices I made
in the past, I wonder what difference I could have made. But the truth is that I
would have been stuck in a different kind of mess but mess after all.
Lucky
are those days when I get the chance to question myself. I know I can’t change
much but at least I get to push the pause button and let the turmoil wait for a
while.
