I was writing about crooked hearts under the mask for today’s post. I come across one pretty frequently! Isn’t that a fascinating subject ?
But, then I could not finish that post.
Ask me why?
Because I was/am sick .
Because I had some time to clean up my neglected Facebook .
Because I had eye pain whole day .
Because to heal one pain I invited another .
Okay, I am talking about headache .<Trust me !!! >
I read so many people’s lines, sorry statuses .
I understood nothing .
Because some people’s mind is something where even God feels lost .
Okay, that was just a generalized observation .
So I even posted this Calvin and Hobbes Picture on my status <I adore CnH> by mistake .
That was a bad decision .
Not sure if that was worse than the eavesdropping ( the game we play on other people’s timelines) after “forever”.
And then more people contacted me .
The inbox looked like never-ending.
My eye pain became worse .
Headache became more powerful than the head .
And I lost the game.
I meant the game of writing.
Because you need a real head to write stuff you care ,on your BLOG.
Behind The Mask
I traveled places to find another me
I found none
Because the real me was hidden
behind the unknown mask
I never knew existed.
*** I hope to see a better sunrise tomorrow ***