I am happy today about my life. I don’t know about tomorrow.
Each day steady sway, no new mysteries.
In the quest for writing I almost lost the all important skill of reading.
I no longer wish to be a creator, I want to enjoy finer things in life like books and movies. But stuck at this moment even reading a book or seeing a movie seems an uphill task. Slowly I gotta ease back into my old self and old life.
My goal has shifted from being successful to being a simpleton leading a simple life. I need support for this cause, for as much as for a successful life, leading a simple life is tough pursuit.