Sometimes, late at night, when sleep doesn't come to you, the mind wanders off places. Sometimes you wonder if you've made the right decisions and sometimes you think...there are no right decisions. But that can't be true, because you've convinced yourself long ago that the only colors in the palette were black and white.

Sometimes you wonder if you're doing things right, the mind goes places you don't really want to. You think about how long the past five years have been, and how much longer the next four will be. You wonder if the decisions you've made, the choice to follow a dream this late in the game, would somehow have any real impact, any real effect on the downward spiral you found yourself helplessly falling in. Then you think, that if this is the way things are, then maybe it is how things were meant to be. There is some comfort in that thought. And some humor too, I guess. That somehow, how people screw up is all part of some great grand scheme of sorts.

It's funny though how in the movies every converstion is meaningful. Every sentence uttered has some effect on the entire storyline that you know will eventually lead somewhere. Every word uttered would somehow let you see a bit of who the character is. It's just not like that in real life. Sometimes, I think there is more sense in silence...than to listen to people lie to themselves everyday. Here I go getting sarcastic again...

And in the morning I will forget...till the time that i will once again have to wait for sleep to shut the world down.