Lately I’ve been doing a lot of silent thinking which include pacing around the street with a cigarette in the middle of the night. As positive as I am facing the daily struggle of the world, towards anyone or people in general; every moment I spent when I’m alone are… alone. There hasn’t been anyone to shares my deepest thought and views; I’ve only myself to talked too..
Everyday is the same, I listens and observed people’s ordeal akin watching an orchestra, a drama bursting in to life. The funny thing is.. most of the time I’m just there… if the world is a stage then I’m merely an audience watching a play after play unfolds.
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