Its two weeks till the end of March. There are some things yet undecided, yet unconfirmed – I am standing at the edge of the cliff looking to the other mountain. I don’t know about you, but when I am scared/sad/negative emotions, my heart sinks right through to my stomach. And well.. it havent sunk yet, but its hanging abit low.
I was thinking – sometimes we are so in touch with our emotional side, and sometimes we’re stone cold. (pun not intended.) There are times I feel myself in the heat of the battle, feeling the attacks from all sides, and there are times yet again I see the scene unfolding as a detached observer. What is it that makes us thus so. Why can’t I strike a balance right down to the exact center of the heart.
I wonder if I’m too detached from things that really matter. I see situations unfolding before me, words spoken in conviction and though I sincerely applaud them, while I frankly salute them, admire their stand – I am left wondering why. I am questioning myself why. Why is it I don’t seemingly feel the same, I wonder at the depth difference.