It's the middle of the night and I have tonnes of work to do. Yet my mind refuses to do anything... To read about inflation, about jnnurm, about nregs.... i toss and turn in my head (if it was an omlette, it would have been burnt by now) the life altering decisions I have made... and wonder if they were all right... if i should have been a little more careful in ensuring they made me happy... or more precisely, if they have it in them to continue to make me happy or atleast not regret them....
The thought refuses to let go of me, holds me by the scruff of my neck, and demands that I resolve it. Except the combination of laziness nurtured over the last two years and the rusted methods of introspection just wont let me again....
Its interesting how all of these motions in my head seem to acquire elements of personality and as if I am their victim, the helpless victim... when the simple truth is that I have no answers for the crippling questions in my head....
Monday, April 7, 2008
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