Last night, an old friend asked me why the entries on my blog border on the unmentionable. Firstly, i don't believe i have ever done anything in my life that is "unmentionable"..i've been rude, crude, nasty....i've insulted, been insulted ...i've hurt and been hurt...i've forgiven and been forgived....but the one thing i've never been able to do successfully is forget..maybe i've been forgotten by some...but i haven't forgotten a thing. And , believe you me, it has not been out of choice.
It's strange....isn't it? Sometimes people you've known for years and been very close to fail to understand why you behave in a particular fashion..but somebody who you hardly know can anticipate your next move with admirable ease.
But why is anticipation followed by apprehension? Why cannot you see that there is no need to read between the lines? Why is it that you cannot differentiate between what is superficial and what is real?
More importantly, why is it that you need to talk to somebody to come to terms with yourself? If you are fighting battles inside your head, you must know that you are not alone.
In your quest for the undefined what will you gain?