Misty

I thought before that writing would come easy when you will have time… That all those thoughts will come right through when you need to put them in paper or have them online through your blog… But it isn’t… Lately I can’t make something out of these thoughts, out of all these that grip me… I wish I’d find the right words! But its just that they don’t come that easy when your feeling everything that you want to write… Now I see that its a lot easier to write for somebody… To write those things they feel… those that they think… everything… But when it boils down to the writer, you will find nothing… And I wonder… Is that really how boring my life was? That I can’t find some worthy thought to write about… And now I remember, I do have something to write about… It’s nothing essential for any reader but I think that it is essential to me… Today, I woke up with misty window… And I felt happy… It’s nice to look at… The view outside getting blurry made me feel comfortable… Maybe, i’d like to think i’m in some other place… Somewhere nearer to home… But, its funny when I try to fool myself… Coz I can’t hold on to it for even more than 5 minutes! A few minutes later, the sun rises and I watched the mist slowly turn to water as they glide down my window… And there goes the view… Still, the sun rises from the nearest province of Spain and still there’s this vast ocean… The view is picturesque with each day but its just that sometimes its not just the eyes that want to feast on something great.. And I wish i’d see them here… Be with them… Just for a few minutes… Even without speaking… I just wanted to look in their faces the whole time… But really, it will have to wait… 10 more months… Just a little more… But even then, I know i’d still come back here… And i wonder why i keep on doing this… I know I have the choice to stay… But I chose to go away… Why is it that sometimes staying seems all wrong… That you end up really grabbing that chance of going away… Some think that distance can make them think (myself included)… But am I thinking now? Frankly speaking, I haven’t given much of a thought about life in general really during these past weeks that I’m here… Maybe I need some time… After all the new gets old, maybe then… Maybe all those thoughts will come… Thoughts are really never pulled… Just like all the feelings, they come to us freely… But we have the ability to shape them… this feelings and thoughts, like any other, do have their own good and bad side… it’s up to the receiver to which side he/she will look at… I can only wish that same as what I’m writing now, I’m looking at the bright side, too… Still…