So you call me....
An unusual month in winter....really not so cold in this 'has to be' cold season. Something different makes me worried about the approaching summer. If it is close to 40s in winter, I couldn't imagine how it's going to be in summer. I am not in the game. So... you call me cautious.
Things are as usual. Getting up day by day, facing same things again and again, doing or not doing the cliched habitual duties. Life is getting close to Bill Murray's "Groundhog" experience. Must try to find out a way to make it more happening....or less happening! So... you call me fussy.
Nothing came up in my mind to write. Waited for a couple of days. No start. Felt like writing something to show myself on the league. Still trying to get some interesting topic to scribble on. Couldn't believe I drained out so early. So... you call me unimaginative.
With no idea I started. Filled up the space with nothing. So I have a post ready to publish. Just like Seinfeld - as George refers "the show about nothing", this turned out to be a post about nothing. So...you call me now....what?
Things are as usual. Getting up day by day, facing same things again and again, doing or not doing the cliched habitual duties. Life is getting close to Bill Murray's "Groundhog" experience. Must try to find out a way to make it more happening....or less happening! So... you call me fussy.
Nothing came up in my mind to write. Waited for a couple of days. No start. Felt like writing something to show myself on the league. Still trying to get some interesting topic to scribble on. Couldn't believe I drained out so early. So... you call me unimaginative.
With no idea I started. Filled up the space with nothing. So I have a post ready to publish. Just like Seinfeld - as George refers "the show about nothing", this turned out to be a post about nothing. So...you call me now....what?
posted by Vish at 8:34 PM
1 Comments:
Ravi,
Are you sure you didn't add an "L" to sick??
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