Friday, April 3, 2015

To be

To be visible on-line is hard. The limited knowledge I possess of SEO and SMO isn't enough to garner readers for my blog.

Inspiration does sprout everywhere. But to sit and write, it's not so easy. Fear of possible grammatical errors and lack of cohesiveness stop me from putting words to paper. I've been sulking in doubt lately. To wonder at your friends work, think that it's better than mine is difficult. Jealousy play tricks on your mind. The little red guy dancing on your shoulder, weigh it down to stop your arm from moving.

Words form. They follow the course of mind, of the one who wields it. Mindfulness helps create good material.

I read recently that people who write have decreased stress levels. This explains the lack of serenity in me lately. I haven't been writing for the last couple of days. I was mostly staring at the computer screen or the roof (which ever one was on my line of sight). This catatonic existence has bummed me out, I remembered "Avoiding writing is the worst possible thing to do".

However, I've been listening to songs to cheer up, sometimes I delve too deep and lose myself to the tune and dance unconsciously. It's the 'Happy' song by Pharell Williams that I've been obsessing over. Bruno Mars' songs are superb, they are upbeat and cheerful. I wish to be the guy on the 'Lazy song', but I'm afraid that I'd turn to be a nube.

I'm battling extremities; and plead: if only moderity is kind enough to linger just a lifetime.

          “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
                                                                                    ― Oscar Wilde

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