ever started a conversation with someone, thinking that it'll be the best conversation you can ever have, and then walk away feeling damn irritated and disappointed?
oh yes.
the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
and so, i woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.
everything was either wrong, or just not the way it should be.
in the end i got highly frustrated with everything and anything around me.
it was snippets of
black
and
white.
black
white.
black
white.
and soon i began to understand that,
it's mostly just gray.
like a shadow that's so overwhelming that it takes your breath away.
sounds like one who just sank right deep down.
but then i know
there's no more way to sink further.
...


i've never been out in the first place.