Has it ever occurred to you that you are living Someone Else's dream?
Somewhere somebody wanted a computer.
A car.
A job.
Education.
Love.
Life.
Time.
Somewhere somebody wanted a dream.
P.S.My blog grows more morbid and more meaningless each day.
I grow old. I grow old.
I think my blog is dying.
8 comments:
You know there's some crisis when you start quoting T.S. Eliot. :P
So... what's the crisis? ;)
@rookie
:D
Writers' block, perhaps.
erm was it me who purposefully instilled the sense of morbidity in you, m'dear? aw, come on. look at me. i must have been fossilized already.
(only i'm not.)
cheer up!
@monidipa
No, of course not. :)
It's just a general state of mind.
those are the truest lines i've read in sometime :)
Conversely, maybe your blog has started living? ;)
Which means that death is not ugly, life is. And Socrates would give you his most profound nod in agreement.
@reeti
:)
@ahona
*tries to nod sagely and fails*
I don't know why this feeling that "I grow old" hits a person every now and then. It makes you wonder how far you have come and you still have 3/4th of your life ahead of you. Statistically speaking.
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