Generally, all my notes are directed to specific causes, like my dreams or thoughts.
This one is more about demons and experiences. And it demands publishing.
Holding on to my breath, I carry on along my way.
Am not alone, I have a lot of good friends. We party hard and enjoy harder. Share happiness and sorrows. We share lunch boxes and notes and secrets. Living life One thought at a time.
But in this cluster of mixed feelings, one spice is always missing. Something is always absent, and that void keeps me from completion.
Sadly, my greatest strength was missing. A great feeling that got buried deep down under the commotion of my daily life, Hope.
Some minor failures were getting the better of me. I was giving in to minor disappointments, and this very act was leading me towards more major losses.
So I would like to share with everyone that despair does not do good to anyone, I have been in that pit and back.
But now that I am aware of this treason inside, the old, original, ever-so-optimistic me is back!
Well, I have been putting up some conscious effort to maintain my attitude, and seems am doing good.