Sunday, January 17, 2010

New Year. New Fears.

Egad. It's 2010 already, and I still couldn't come up with a probable solution to end my delusions and illusions that are constantly haunting my consciousness. I haven't end up with a neat new-year's must do and the proverbial new year's resolution as well, but I think I can outlive those things. I am just looking forward to being an organized, proactive, Homo Sapiens who is perfectly exuding the aura of resolute will and unwavering principles. By the way, am planning to buy a New Year planner, though it is almost already a month late, and I am thinking that this might be a very big leap forward for me, a monolith of an imaginary bridge to connect the distant crevices of my present situation and the near-perfect situation I am always concocting in the convolutions of my mind.

Maybe, just maybe, having a planner would put a halt to my grandstanding hallucinations about this freakin' life. I am always pitted in a whirlwind of different reveries only to learn that gradually, I find my self dissociated from the normalcy of this world. And I think, this planner, (ooh, how I badly need you!) would become my lifeline to the two contrasting worlds where I find no difficulty to slip by into.
Or would open another portal to another feasible dimension or dimensions, so that I could linger in the choice of turning my back on the world I am already inured with? I dunno. Maybe I'll have the planner first.