I lost myself long ago… sometimes the wanderer meets familiar faces in familiar alleys but none of it matters before his obsession of getting lost again. I guess it’s like an addiction to drugs, only natural. With most people, even when I talk, my mind is wandering somewhere else. Earlier I had the decency to try to focus on the topic, now I hardly put an effort. I won’t blame if they think I am full of myself… I don’t expect people to realize they have little to share that matters to me.

For some problems are fun to solve, for some they come with the job, for me problems are a way to stay sane. Unfortunately, there aren’t many problems in my area that can keep me busy for long and I don’t attach any additional importance to them. So I always have time in between two or to take a pause while working on one. My skills are natural, so they don’t matter to me, neither do I run after new problems to prove my capacity. But without problems, I need supplements. I tried mingling but people are unpredictable. Or maybe my expressions are too random for them. My father once mentioned that people like us are bound to be lonely and now I understand he said it from his own experience.

The colours sparkling in the dark, the incessant noise, the thick smell in the air… none of it registered in my solitude.

Time to lie on the grass under the blue sky, bask in the sun, enjoy oranges and fly kites. Winter is here!

I sense a decay I don’t wanna stop. There’s something unique in nothingness – it’s placid.

Chocolates taste best after midnight! 😉

I waited so long for you to call my name once more that I lost my own identity.

Sometimes two people spend years fighting and praying to get rid of each other… and only after their wish becomes true they understand each other, in separation. There is no match made in heaven and love as first sight is melodrama. People fall in love only when they learn how to evaluate each other as the person they are. When that happens all other differences vanish. That’s why they say love is magical.