Music and blah blah:)

I'm not sure where it all leads to but I haven't been so clear in my thoughts before. I haven't felt such ferocious need before. We must make our dreams our need, our need our reason, and our reason our life. No life can be more fulfilling. I cannot ever connect to certain people. Not because they are bad, they are just fine in their way, it's because the way I feel about something is so different than they do. It's not better or worse, its different. I don't feel 'thrilled' in what makes them feel thrilled. And what thrills me may not impact them at all. All this just makes me more me. Randomness of life. 

Sometimes everything looks so distant, that you can’t even connect to yourself. There is so much swirling inside my head and I’m feeling so distracted, detached from almost everything. I’m not sure if this is good, bad or neither. I’ve believed, always believed that how I feel about something is unaffected by mundanity of things. It’s unscathed, springing out of what I am. Probably it’s time to rethink, redesign, realign.

I need to read diverse and travel more.