I’m going through changes. Have been for a while. I suppose it’s something to do with the pandemic. It’s a weird thing, isn’t it? Living through a pandemic. I suppose we shouldn’t be (have been) surprised. It’s nature’s way of ensuring we don’t drive ourselves to extinction right? Because if the stats are anything to go by, we are doing a terrific job of that. What with the climate change and global warming and all. Atleast that’s how I look at it.
Anyway, I certainly did not wait two weeks (or more?) to write about the pandemic and Nature’s reactions. I was saying I’m going through Changes. Not Justin Bieber’s album; I have already been through that a number of times. And one thing is for sure. It is no Purpose. Purpose was/is a gem. Damn that’s one good album.
I feel quite bad that I haven’t written for quite some weeks. I’d promised myself to do better; be more consistent. But I have had a rough couple of weeks. Nothing major. Just adulting as we know it. Do we ever get used to living like this? Does it get better? Or do we just have to adjust and find ways of managing it? I don’t quite know. I’m guessing it is a figure out as you go kind of thing.
A couple of days ago I had a conversation with myself in my journal and it wasn’t pretty. I suppose it is a bad sign when you start to self therapise – if there is such a word – but hey, what’s going to happen? Give myself a wrong diagnosis? As always my Brain is always at loggerheads with my heart. I think that’s the way they are wired to be. Any other way is abnormal?
I wrote this post late in the middle of the night when I woke up from a nightmare. Haven’t been sleeping quite well. And I haven’t the slightest idea what that is about. Anyway, if you haven’t watched Watchmen please do yourself a favour and watch that gem.
Bye-bye. (Yeah. This definitely needs working on)