It is one of those days when you feel like writing... you feel the need to write something and not stop till you have something substantial... sort of like this is the only outlet you have, and you NEED to blog in order to remain sane.
I have NEVER felt this insane need before.
The worst part is, when you realise that you have this need, you'll be out of ideas. It’s funny, but it is true.
It’s like forgetting how to swim when you're drowning.
Oh, don't get me wrong. My brain is buzzing right now. But the right words won't come.
They just won't.
And I sit staring at the laptop screen, at my blog page, wondering what I should write. Wondering what I should write that wouldn't be love-themed, that would make me feel better and that would somehow set right whatever it is that is stuck buzzing in my head.
The screen however, is mute.
It says nothing. It gives me nothing but additional headache.
Sometimes, you have so many things happening in life. So many priorities that you don't realise you have them messed up.
Maybe you aren't spending enough time with your family when you should, maybe you aren't there for your friends who need you, maybe your body can't cope with the stress and you're going like a camel - relentless, but about to collapse and die any time.
We all live in the future.
We all live for that glorious time in the future when we'll have everything we need, and we wouldn't have to work as hard, and we can finally slow down and spend some "quality" time with our friends and family.
Ask any person beyond 60 if you will that glorious time never comes.
Just like that glorious retirement never came for the animals at Animal Farm.
They never saw a time when they won't have to work, where they would have all the comforts that they worked hard for.
Their Utopia never worked.
Ours wouldn't.
Who would draw the line but us?
Oh, but we don't draw the line on the amount of work we do. We need to draw the line on our wants, and on our desires. THAT is why it doesn't work. Because we cannot draw that line.