It's chaos. It's a turmoil. There are huge Tsunamis within me right now destroying every bit they are coming across. But that's what Tsunamis are supposed to do anyway, right?
In situations like this, you sit back and reflect on everything that is going on in your life, everything that has happened in your life, everything that you had planned and dreamed of, everything that turned out the way you expected it to, and everything that didn't turn out that way. There's little you can do about any bit of that, but you still hunt for answers. Answers to the Why's. Answers to the How's. And answers to the When's. And when the brain gets tired of framing it's own questions, delivering the self made animated and favorable answers, presenting counter-logics, repeating the questions, giving different, yet still favorable answers, and repeating it all again, it takes you back to a place you do not want to be in. It makes you a body full of frustration, an upset lot of mass, and a dejected being.
Then begins the vicious cycle. The cycle of being depressed, letting that depression & frustration seep into your daily work, and letting the work get messed up further, adding to the frustration.
You need a break, a long and refreshing one, away from the distractions of the mad race of this world and into the lap of mother nature, into a world that was gifted to us in its raw and beautiful form. Go, take that break!!
Yet for me, it is a different story altogether. I love the Tsunamis. I love them, coz they are now a part of me that has been there for quite a long time. Lately, they have started making some abbreviated visits, but they never let me forget them. They make me averse to the activities around me, and this isolation actually works good for me. It acts as an insulation, as a barrier for my frustration from leaking into the lives of people around me. It keeps furthering the chaos, and man, I so love it!!!
In situations like this, you sit back and reflect on everything that is going on in your life, everything that has happened in your life, everything that you had planned and dreamed of, everything that turned out the way you expected it to, and everything that didn't turn out that way. There's little you can do about any bit of that, but you still hunt for answers. Answers to the Why's. Answers to the How's. And answers to the When's. And when the brain gets tired of framing it's own questions, delivering the self made animated and favorable answers, presenting counter-logics, repeating the questions, giving different, yet still favorable answers, and repeating it all again, it takes you back to a place you do not want to be in. It makes you a body full of frustration, an upset lot of mass, and a dejected being.
Then begins the vicious cycle. The cycle of being depressed, letting that depression & frustration seep into your daily work, and letting the work get messed up further, adding to the frustration.
You need a break, a long and refreshing one, away from the distractions of the mad race of this world and into the lap of mother nature, into a world that was gifted to us in its raw and beautiful form. Go, take that break!!
Yet for me, it is a different story altogether. I love the Tsunamis. I love them, coz they are now a part of me that has been there for quite a long time. Lately, they have started making some abbreviated visits, but they never let me forget them. They make me averse to the activities around me, and this isolation actually works good for me. It acts as an insulation, as a barrier for my frustration from leaking into the lives of people around me. It keeps furthering the chaos, and man, I so love it!!!
