Pulse

How does it feel to be a part of a sublime set of happenings?
Days are becoming like clones these days... Go to office, share that lunch with colleagues along with a few laughs, then lug someone across the road in freezing temperature to have that submarine sandwich, coming back home, sleeping and then waking up (again???) It's a new day already. Just another one..

Really looking forward to one of those dark days again, when my heart is in a vice like grip, My breath is constricted, when all I can think of is the days gone by. For now, too happy and gay to be going there. Life's smooth and taking up too much of my time for me to sit back and brood... But then, when you know that one day you will and have to come back to where things are, you want to do that often enough.

No preps for the Admissions so far, god knows what am I waiting for.

Procrastination is my second-most favorite activity, next to Retrospect.

A little weep for my fave photographer Maryanne, who's had the most amazing kind of photos out there.. AND has taken all of them off. Dunno if any of you've seen her work... tis' right up there, in the stratosphere. She's taken them all off. Yes, I know I just said that twice. Move on. Next Paragraph.

Finally have learnt how to make links of things, so you'll be looking at myriad things.. Another thing, let's have the comments come in now.. Wanna know if someone's looking at this piece.