The unsuspecting whiff of solitude.
October 20, 2008
Been in a rather pensive mood lately mostly alone. On certain counts, it almost seems as if im being consciously pretentious, consciously farce about thinking. Is it even possible? to pretend to think?
Thinking is a luxury. to a large extent i agree with amanda…. it really is a luxury. As we move beyond the notion of thinking as inherently asssociated with work. We start to wonder how often are we actually alone, in the comfort of our own spatial bubble, nestled in the peace of mind to step out of our daily lives and just THINK.
About the romance we once had, about the jobs we could have been in, about what lies ahead of us, about the fantasticalization of our dreams, about the one choice that you would give up 10 years of your life just to choose again.
Can we truly be in a state of peace with ourselves, alone, un disturbed…. un prohibited… to reminisce to hope, to lust and to love?
