Hmmm
Saw ‘ Paris je t’aime’ last night. Interesting movie liked the concept and most of the stories not to mention some really nice music.
Tried to get back to sleep post that and somehow certain things didn’t let me. A strange restlessness has taken over and refuses to leave me. I am not even sure about what the restlessness is. There are a couple of things which could contribute to it. Pure conjecture of course since I cannot or maybe do not want to pinpoint the exact reason for the “existential dilemma” that’s plaguing me.
Well there is the office stuff which is bothering me. I am not sure if it is change or the fact that given there is a possibility of a new boss more so a person who I cannot stand for reasons unknown … I just hate certain people is all.
Given that the possibility could change to a reality I think up ways and means to avoid the situation. I could do this or that or the other but then I should think about the bonus and maybe about an increment coming up. But is that enough to suffer in silence and fake grins for a horrible boss? I would need to quit for sure.
Also if I have to change then it brings with it then whole new set of why, where and how. Do I change cities, companies or just processes … what will the new colleagues be like and such inanities keep playing ping pong in my head.
The movie came as a welcome relief. But it also brought with it its own share of mind fucking gripes. And that as they say is another story.
In one of the shots, there is a woman saying how Paris is such a beautiful place and she wished she had someone to share that beauty with.
Got me thinking … it’s been some time since I had someone to share the better moments of life with. I am 30 (well crossed 30 actually) have nothing to show for myself in terms of a personal life. Professionally I am not bad, I guess but look at the personal life and what do I have to show.
A handful of friends (not 262 like Facebook says), failed relationships and that’s it. Period. Nothing more. Nada.
Where do I want to be what do I want to do? Who knows? But is not what I had imagined life will be at 30.
I could numb my brain with books, music and movies but somewhere again the germ surfaces, the virus attacks and the immunity suffers. The mind wanders again and I wonder. What next?
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