...after receiving a mail that, inspite of its economy of words, was so poetic and moving it made me cry, I have this urge to write...write and write like my soul is just words and nothing else. But then I question whether my soul has the depth/my brain the ability to put all I want to say into words. And just today I was thinking how I can only
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Happiness is a warm gun... ?
And remember the sunscreen song? and the people who dont know what to do with their life at 40? The only thing is perhaps you start trying new things now... or build on things you already have going for you. Why dont you try travel journalism? Seriously? Explore the options... you can write AND youve travelled... so thats a great start...
Its a secret dream of mine that... travel journalism... to go off like Hemingway and... ah well... sigh.
I'm going to come back tomorrow and write more... so ciao for now.
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Not letting spirits break...I think we should not worry so much about fixing ourselves as long as we can hope to fix each other..so please do write when you have such an urge..
As for my competitiveness, I beg to differ. I do not think my competitiveness is all-consuming..I mean that was the point of making this post, that I know exactly how stupid all this is...I mean what's the point if someone's going to feel bad? Yes, I like to win and hate to lose...and sometimes I am a sore loser...but winning is not everything. I do not keep count, I do not hold grudges...and my happiness/unhappiness as to my winning/losing is quite temporary.
passions are constructed consciously yes, am trying to let it sink into my head somehow...
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Cheers.
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