Getting intertwined with what I know is wrong and futile can be called stupidity. But sometimes it's just a phase in life when you don't see beyond that stupidity, and live with the constant pursuit of "beyond this" that comes from within. It's not a peaceful phase, and I keep telling myself, hang in there.

My dreams are crumbling into pieces, so am I. I wish that I had a outlet of myself - concording with what's in hand is not always the most peaceful thing you know!

P.S. My brain refuses to work these days, more often than I would imagine, so much so that I would feel I am actually afraid of it. I can't articulate my thoughts very often these days.