sometimes i dont know what i know,
sometimes i dont say what i feel.
sometimes i love without reality,
sometimes the reality is not love.
sometimes i want to be powerful,
sometimes the power leaves me weak.
sometimes i cant go on,
sometimes i just have to.
sometimes madness takes control,
sometimes the lack of control makes me mad.
sometimes its just so simple,
but sometimes it simply isnt true.
I am thinking what a wonderful world it could be
I said i think this could work
I want to dance with abandon to the cheapest indian song possible
I wish i could be as productive creatively as i aim to be
I miss the hotel suite in manila
I hear the sound of rain and i think its the best sound in the whole wide world
I wonder what my employees think about me
I regret not being more of a bitch in my past relationships
I am retarded (after 2am)
I dance with my heels off the ground
I sing along in a deep tone even when its lata singing
I cry watching even the stupidest melodramatic indian movies
I am not as composed as i like to believe i am
I write very sporadically
I confuse my youngest sister-she doesnt understand why i feel the need to jump up and dance at every possible moment
I need to start yoga again
I should stop myself from overdosing on cheese cake
I finish every book i start
“every human heartbeat, is a universe of possibilities. and it seemed to me that i finally understood what he meant. he’d been trying to tell me that every human will has the power to transform its fate. i’d always thought that fate was something unchangeable:fixed for everyone of us at birth, and as constant as the circuit of stars. but i suddenly realized that life is stranger and more beautiful than that. the truth is that, no matter what kind of game you find yourself in, no matter how good or bad the luck is, you can change your life completely with a single thought or a single act of love.”