I dont remember if i were this confused.
I remember college. I would wake up at 9 for the 9.30 semester exam. I would decide not to write the exam, in a matter of seconds, just because i felt like sleeping a bit more. Never confused, never had any regrets. Was never confused, when i decided to quit some of my relationships. A matter of seconds. No not even a second. Its like the decision is etched in my mind beforehand, i just have to look at it and do whatever is supposed to be done.
I hate uncertainty.
I tried hard to make things simple.
I have got into this piece of thread, in fact, a beautiful piece of thread, but tangled up with two threads lying around.
I knew it when i saw it.
And I knew it when i got tangled with it.
I want to get out, and I dont want to get out.
even after 29 long years of complications and stuff, I refuse to implement the most obvious solution.. And I know I will be the one who will be hurt the most in the end.
I love complications, dont I??