265 Days of Distraction

“I can’t be with a guy whose not brave enough to sing a solo” – Rachel Berry, Glee

I’m turning a year older in a few days and I’d like to think that 26 is the new 16. Well, Benjamin McKenzie was 26 when he played 16 year old Ryan in The O.C.

Lately I have been not myself. I guess this thing happens when you bid the silver age goodbye. Or maybe you’ve realized that the one you’ve been waiting for didn’t turn out to be the “one”. It’s ten years in the making and I’m sick and tired of waiting.

That rhymes. Finally! I’m getting out of this eternal blankness:


Off in the night while you live it up I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shake the poet and the beat

- Use Somebody, Kings of Leon

Just when I have given up on the thought of the unknown, the universe conspired and took matters into its own hands, and the results took me by storm – literally by storm.

I shouldn’t have braved the storm that day. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be lured by fireworks and shed waterworks. I should have known better and now I don’t know what to believe anymore.

Yes. No! Maybe? Aren’t you tired of this charade? If not, then call yourself a genius.

This is a conspiracy and I’m way too fine to be a coincidence. Nothing happened. I was just played upon by someone who seems to be not having fun anymore. Someone who pretended to run his errands yet followed me around. Someone who tried to glue his eyes on the screen but stole glances in between. Someone who doesn’t know what he wants.

Knock it off. What do you want from me? If you can’t fight for it, then learn how to fight it.

My head is a little bit clear now. The truth is still blurry but I have accepted it. You may not agree with this but work is therapy. It’s like a golden ticket to rehab. You get to play therapist to crazy people who didn’t know what they got themselves into when they clicked the “I Agree” button. I’m a shock absorber and this is how I make both ends meet.

Now here you go again, not missing a chance to be near me even for the last time. Don’t make this hard on me. My tears are pearls and you’re not brave enough to deserve it. I want a happy ending. If you can’t give it to me, the door is open and you’re free to go.