Friday, April 22, 2011

Strawberry Fields.

.... Annnnnd is back :D
Anyone missed me?
No? NO? NOO??
Ok :|

I've been at peace for a while now.
I'm not cynical about my existence unnecessarily anymore. It's good, my existence. Everything is sort of falling into place, almost automatically. Here, 'everything' really means 'everything emotionally'. There are no hang ups for now and that makes me very happy.
I am not a patron of clubbing nights anymore. It's boring, the charade. However, I do want to dress up and dance. Just not grind with strange men. Not even dress up, really. Just Dance!
I am not bothered by most people now. I don't pull my hair out each time anything minutely human ticks me off. I ignore. They say ignorance is bliss. I am in no mood to argue that.
All this and so much more;
I am not bound by nothingness.
I am free.

What makes a person dubious?
I think it's a machinery. A machinery that validates the fact that what you see in people is a mixture of what you want to see in them and what they want to show to you. That, I think, is the root of all doubts.
Completely unrelated, I know. Nevertheless.

All the things I had been running away from have caught up with me. 
So now, I am free! I want to run around in my hot pants shouting that!
If only it wasn't this fuckin' hot...

"Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever."


3 comments:

  1. I'm telling you, The Beatles is the trippiest, awesomest band ever.

    And well, I'm happy for you ^-^
    And HAPPYYYYYY that you're back. :D

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  2. OMG... So, I did a post with the exact Title, although completely different content wise. I assure you, I did not get a cue out of yours. Cross my heart :D

    Just that the song has been running on my mind for a few days now.

    And also, that makes me believe in some level of synchronicity between the two of us. Good thing that.

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