I've just realised something. Something I've probably known all along though.
What I actually mean is that finally I've realized it's time to do something about it.
I've realised that just about all this while I've been doing nothing but whining about something or the other. Well atleast most recently anyway.
The point is, I've come to the conclusion that I need to shut up n deal with it. Simply because it's not me who has crap to deal with.
Lots of people have lots of problems. Some don't have any income, others don't have food on their tables or shelter over their heads. But they don't all sit n complain about it.
I've realised that it's a little juvenile to think the world has come to an end just because your old friends don't get you like they used to. Or just because your favourite team is bottom of the league. Our because your ex has moved on n so has the one before her while you're still "alone".
I'm not sure why I came up with this now, but maybe it's just me coming to terms with the fact that the universe isn't controlled by a microchip that an alien race implanted inside my brain.
Once again, for the sake of providing some context, Let Me tell you a little secret.
Here's the thing.
There's this girl (obviously) and she's got me smitten, floored, (okay I've run out of adjectives - clearly I'm not thinking straight anymore).
But i can't tell her what I think of her. Though chances are, she knows.
I can't tell her because somewhere, somehow I think it's never gonna work.
I blame the fact that emotions don't come with an instruction manual that clearly tells you what to do/say and when to do/say whatever you're meant to do/say
The question now is, what next?
Carpe giving diem, they said.