It's probably the beer. Or the prolonged lack of sleep. Maybe the solitude, or the emotional stasis. I may not especially be wanting to be in time for work tomorrow. Could even be the rush of belated epiphanies, that have hit me again, as ever, on a non descript little pub lane in Pali Hill. Or the fact that I just spent about 3 minutes alone staring at a kaleidoscopic dance of blinking lights on my street...my city preparing for Ganesh Chaturthi...at 2 am.
Maybe it's that epiphany that this wasnt supposed to be a space to impress you. Or to believe that the ladies would be flinging their panties at me any moment now. This is not the venue for a processed catharsis of everything I cant say in real life, it's not what I have to do when I'm sloshed and alone, and it's not an essay competition. I'm not telling you all this. I have to make sure I read it myself.
And I dont know how many other posts I've attributed to beer from the first line. Or how many blog posts about the blog you've already suffered. I do know how to shrug, though.
Yeah well. Cheers.
Currently listening : Beck - Chemtrails
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Cheers....
Go to customize on your dashboard. Go to add gadget.
and please add the dictionary to your blog.
Drink and Drive....but dont drink alone...
drink with a lot of people.....drive a lot of people home.....and when your going....take everyone with you
it is the beer.
talent has a shelf life, even if angst does not.
less gaps between posts (Ha!) please.
It is most definitely the beer. Period.
It is a lack of Goa. That's what it is.
write more.
celebrating a half year, and I guess two seasons, of no posts.
Blog beerhead..blog!
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