I am.

For someone who ideate towards Ayn Rand, this is kinda irony. That am allowing others to drive my life, and that recent relevation that all my life i’ve done things i did for my loved ones The joy of seeing them happy with my produce, is the best thing i could ever feel.

I am undergoing a depression. By depression, i mean got nothing to focus or none to work upon or nothing inspire to produce. Maybe, while i meant to mean ‘got no love’. And with the some blessed lonely time, plucked upon ‘Them’, came one basic tenant. One that i keep coming back to – ‘With the miracle ability to Think, Man should be in motion’.

I am doing something, even when am apparently doing nothing. Now that i got one to inspire, and care, it’s time to roll in hope that this time, it lasts long.

So I plan to do some writing in here. One every Sunday, or like. And workout. And develop one solution.
Sure i will slip (this supposedly should’ve been written yesterday!), but i intent to pursue.

Hope i atleast seed things i wanted to grow.

who am i fooling!?!? 🙁

Stopped my Motor

All these days i’ve been thinking it’s in my work, atleast, i can author my ‘self’. Not to be anymore!
When you are NOT trusted to do the right thing and been told what to do, whom to talk, what to talk, whom to care, whom to love.. then you a zombie and henceforth, consider the ‘Individual’ as fucking dead.

Long live the Puppet!

Capri

“No matter how many gray hairs, extra pounds or wrinkles you add as the years slip by, to him you’ll always look like the girl who made him say “I love you.” When you stop to think about it, why should he say it again and again? Once is enough when it lasts that long.”
– Linda Goodman