25th july, 2018.
As of late, I have found myself troubling with stuff that does not or should not concern me, and a whole lot of that has now disturbed my compass, my true north.
I believe everyone has a true north, even the most lost person has a north to which he or she really belongs and whether normal people like us (I am being gracious) can see that or not is of no consequence whatsoever.
My own compass, made of all sense and sensibilities, of all empathy and apathy alike, has always been loyal to me, I never had lost my way before. I might have taken a detour or two, took the more scenic routes every now and then, but in recent times, I seem to have lost my way, my compass has been spinning out of control. So much so, that it indeed has affected my very own nature, the one I thought describes me best. For me, at present there's no up, down, right, left, black, white.. nothing. It's just a dead center with threads leading everywhere which is chaotic, if I had to put it mildly. All of this has really upset the basic order which leads my days and is an extension of me in its own entirety.
Yes, indeed this all sounds like a complain, and to an extent it is one, I am not denying that. But then again, Zeno is gone a long time ago and there's nothing to do really. So till I find my true north, my pullback, this might become a problem, and a one that I cannot or maybe do not want to afford right now.
Right now, it's just a road to nowhere. To no one.
R.
