lazing outside my house ... Its midnight and i get this kinky urge to write something .... I am wierd i guesss i analyze a lot ... I understand that the deeper i go the depth will engulf me ... very few things are pleasant from a closer look ... But still .... I keep going on .... I know i am not gonna like whats ahead i know i am scared of the depth .... Sometimes i guess we all are like that ... Funny .... I ahve always believed life is a boomerang

Back to something ....

It feels good and sad to be back here ... Good because i always treated this space as my santuary .... An escape from what i don want to be and sad because i don wanna be here today .... I feel lost sometimes in judging people ... I guess i am wrong in doing that ... I wish I could be more simple in just walking away ... Not caring ... I wish i could do that ....