It is strange how sometimes the regular stuff you do becomes irregular and out of sync. Like I am reading after long today, lying awake at 3.25 in the morning, taking screen shots of quotes I like, watching TV shows I enjoy, listening to interviews of my favorite actors, doing stuff I regularly do, after a long pause in time. Have been busy of late, happily busy if I may add. But this feels right. No judgements; no opinions. Safe space in my own bubble.
My bff told me, these are my escape routes, things that I do when I am alone. But it ain’t quite true. I find comfort in these things. I am missing time to do these mundane things. So..what do we do, when world around us changes? We change a bit too, yet keep intact these proclivities. Quirks that make you, you.
I have been reading news from all corners of the world today. I have been googling(is this a word yet?) lots of stuff and I have shopped my wallets out this weekend. Why so much activity? Even now in the middle of the night, 2:15 am IST, instead of sleeping I am penning my thoughts. Don’t want a moment of idleness. I am aware this is not normal behaviour, but then this is better than pondering about unwanted things.
A question just walked past my brain. What are we to the Universe? What if I asked Universe this question? It’s almost similar in fatuity to a body cell asking us questions like what do I mean to you! Now, I am aware of the fact that body cells die and replace new ones every passing second of the clock but if I had to answer I would answer something like this: you, dear body cell constitute me, you are a part of my being. I know you are puny and unsightable but if you go, I’ll be a person less complete than before. Talk about romanticising anything that comes my way! :D. I wish Universe has a reply similar to mine. I wish Universe reaches out and hints me in my dreams tonight that, hey girl! You mean a lot.
My eyelids are heavy now, like they are carrying sooo much weight. Off to sleep!