Friday, February 14, 2014
Perhaps the warmth in the weather brings out the carefreeness in me, and cold causes me to yearn for affection. Since this cold never exists in SG, it has all this while been unrealized and concealed. Again, perhaps it's just coincidence. But with the unusual warmth in this winter, my previous troubles were momentarily swept aside, and with the return of this bitter cold, so has the emotional unpleasantness.
For it is what has given me the greatest happiness is the reason I feel so miserable. I desire to not lose it forever, reliving the enjoyment for eternity. But once it is over, it leaves a void behind which I constantly try to fill. That fleeting moment of euphoria is where I discard all thoughts about the concequences, which strike me with full force when it has ended. My interest is then piqued; my attentiveness heightened. Impatience and frustration gathers within me. But all this while, you carry on with your own routines, and rightly you should. After all, my own distorted world...is only seen by myself.
But then again sometimes I think of the crazy things you do, and feel relieved that I am freeing myself from the potential insanity. Not to mention considering patience in a larger scale. I'm waiting for something not yet realised. Immaterial. All these things take out the focus of who I am, and what I am supposed to do. But then again, without satisfying this void, I am unable to work in peace. This incessant uncertainty constantly claws at the back of my brain, a negative aspect I'm unable to remove. At least I know, that I shouldn't take any action now.
Perhaps I have to wait for the warmth to reinvigorate me.