Post 298

Posted by azreen | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 08-01-2017

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Well, what better time is there to blog? Probably plenty, but i don’t know if any of them will fall into my lap. My blog is here for when the better times escape my reach. Every so often, you declare that you just can’t take it and then desperately try to temporarily not think about the bad things that you did and put everything that’s wrong with you to the side just for a minute. In that calm before the storm, when you’re holding on irrationally to that hope that it would last, you fend off the dread of the next argument. The next fight, the next fallout. Finding out the end of the short interval. Just coil up and shut my eyes tight, as if it would help me brace myself when it inevitably approaches.

Yesterday, my sister took me to brunch at The Coffee Barun and today she took me to Nest Bistro. Everyone fights over her, and wants her attention for themselves, and it makes me wonder what will happen one day when i inevitably won’t get as much quality time with her anymore. What sort of intervals will my life consist of then?

Tomorrow morning will be the Golden Globes. There are already countdowns that have stared. Some people will have things to be excited about. Twitter is gonna blow up with red carpet arrival photos and acceptance speeches. Everyone’s timeline is gonna be so lit. In so much haste, forgetting the underlying question of representation despite being driven in the first place by the hope we attach to it. Another event, and like the others, it’ll pass. And then i realise, it’s just another day after all.

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