You know how when you really want something you can never get it. How it’s always just out of your grasp, teasing you to chase it. And there comes a time when you can’t do anything but obsessively worry about it.
And they say that the day, the moment you stop wanting that something, you get it. And they say that that is the irony of life.
Well it isn’t.
The irony of life lies in the fact that even though you know you’ll get it the minute you stop obsessing over it, you want it so much that you can’t stop. You can’t distract yourself by the numerous distractions that life offers every day. You can’t run away, you can’t hide, you can’t not think and not plot and plan until you’re so exhausted, so tired but you still know that the day to come, and the next and all the ones that come after it will be spent in a relentless pursuit of that stupid un-solvable obsession.
Well TUCS is sort of turning into that stupid un-solvable obsession, making me continously question and second guess myself. And of course, my weird mood doesnt help at all. But I think what I'm trying to say here is that sometimes, its just better to take a step back and breathe. And even though its hard to not worry about it and even though it feels like giving up, and it makes me feel like I dont care about it enough, I know its okay.
Because sometimes you just have to take a step back, to get the bigger picture. Sometimes the silence with a friend can be so much more reassuring when compared to words. And sometimes, a good view can make you forget about everything else. =)
And as much as we hate it, its back to reality for now.