I’m on my scribbling pad

The contradiction! The sun changes its mood like life changes its course — sometimes it is harsh, sometimes it’s happy, and when you need it the most it vanishes like a ghost. Sleeping late at night, waking up every morning and making breakfast for myself, and going from one room to another to get to my work desk have become routine. Talking to people is exhausting, and it’s almost like saying the same thing to new faces: older doesn’t understand, and new seem fine until they’re new. Life is simply incomprehensible; not getting something makes us crave it, and when we get what we want, we lose interest in it. Somedays It’s all correct and somedays its not, and it appears that everything is contradictory. All the while, I’ve grown accustomed to being alone — still having you around would have been a little better perhaps or perhaps I feel this way because I don’t have you. Maybe if you were here I wouldn’t have the same feelings for you, perhaps!!

Share what do you think, maybe we become our own kind of tribe!!