Saturday, 22 October 2016

3am writings

So this semester has been a hell of a whirlwind.
Every week I am thoroughly exhausted and wish I could really sleep forever.
But then I think about the future life I have to live and it provides that little bit of sustenance.

I have always said that my life plan is but a plan; nothing is set in stone.
And it scares me.
I'm afraid of not knowing and not having complete control.
Does that make me a control freak?

Still, I am thankful I found someone who I can be brutally honest with.
And Darren reads me pretty damn well in the short span of time we have known each other.
Like I say, I am an open book.

I think I am still getting used to this new kind of love.
This love that is assuring and peaceful, calm and collected.
Nothing that uproots you. But it is strange indeed.
It is strange to me.
But eventually, I know deep down that this is the kind of love that could possibly weather the storms in this blackhole we call our world, through the beings we call 'fellow men'(whom are not even close to any sense of the word 'fellow').

We don't know, but we will find out.