fatigue.

 A long day. 

Not exactly productive by the benchmarks that I usually apply; but a lot of things got done. There's tiredness. There's yawns. There's sleep awaiting in some time. And it will be deep sleep for sure. 

I don't know if days like this will make sense when I look back. Maybe I won't look back at all. Till the last brain cell is demented, to look forward to newer experiences. Thus, the irrelevance of any and all pasts. 

Love this moment. When I am a spent force. For the day. 


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Physical/physiological/emotional/mental health and the well being of it. The usual chartered path takes care of all these; now that I have decided to fly on an own path, the onus shifts from automated script to 'my life is my responsibility' script. 

It's a mammoth task; but then can't have the niceties of either choice. As said earlier, to live with the regrets one can forgive oneself for (not) choosing. Self ownership. 

Adventure! hah. 

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