Feel, not all those wander are lost

Sometimes it’s really hard describing what you want to say, and you just feel flustered without any solid reason. I hardly find music to be relaxing or soothing in such times, it even worsens the feel. Rarely you feel like really talking to people, rare even that you find it interesting. Since I’m into my own business, the time-frequency has changed. You get the impression your time-frequency is of a fly or an insect rather than a human; you feel that an event was long ago while it has just passed. Such a feel begets a certain sensation that make you shiver in horror the way you’re living your life.

The word-count for ‘feel’ in the above para is 5. Interesting.

I use the word ‘adhoc’ a lot for such living still I don’t get the courage to shut out the doors of such life on me. For a couple of years, I’d been of the view that long-term planning does not always breed results which in turn, unrealisingly of course, compelled to stop planning my life at all. Like having target in specific in life. I had to adjust and compromise a lot. Just the last night, speaking to Jakob Steiner, I realised that perhaps you should also have long-term goals. Like when making a decision, you should also consider that how you would feel about it after 5 years, and what would be subsequent results on your life in general.