Aha!

It's two thirty at night.
Between now and fourteenth of August 2006, life has changed and an age passed by, and how!
The funny thing is that I don't have much to say now.
Maybe I am on the way to completely accepting everything or completely giving up, depending on the way you look at it.
My interests have dwindled.
There is less confusion at heart, but also no time to read Gibran and Neruda.
There is more peace in the mind but also hardly any quotes in my repertoire, hardly any books I have read, almost no 'aha' moments.
No football!
I wonder if this is a natural payoff. Peace v/s Passion
I hope not.
Hopefully I will have a lot more meaningful things to write about in the future. Meantime I'll try and dig out some of those golden posts written by a heart broken kid full of anger for everything.