The weird thing is that it has been more than a week since I blogged. But then nobody noticed, not even me. That's the sad state of bloggers in this wide wide wide blogosphere of ours. I have waited so long so that I can post something that makes sense. Something that lives up to what I have keyed in as my blog's description. So here I am raving and ranting about nothing. Something inside me says maybe you haven't cracked the insight. Or is it my fight and my vision that's getting muddled? Can we brainstorm again and figure out what life is all about. I am going to stick by the ways DDB has taught me. Next time I blog, it's going to be my origins and history that I will be baring before you all.
Looks like the fog just spared my window to the street. The street lights looked liking smokers in an alley. The cobble stones were wet from the drizzle. The street dogs were busy barking at something. A breeze just unsettled the garbage can's lid. My world hasn't changed much. Everyday I look for some sign of change. Nothing seems to change. I have grown bald. My eyesight has dimmed. My kids have grown. The window pane has gathered dust and dirt. The spiders have evolved. Some old buildings have given way to new ones. The neon signs have gone. Still nothing seem to have changed. Change they say has to come from within. But then, what can come out of an empty narrow dead end?
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