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Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts
Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts

Sunday, 15 February 2009


i dream i differ
i dream of dreams
i dream i dare to

and all that stays

is that inability to stay focused

and again and again i dream of dreaming.

i differed but it was the same
i dreamt of living
i dared and lost.

so every night instead of a prayer
i live to dream.

Sunday, 30 November 2008

facebook crisis

it is a while, it is always a while, to return to this scene.

now, my guilty preoccupation is FaceBook and one application in particular. My Fairy, this is what it is called. i am really an addict, a junkie (my best friend's term is probably wiser). i wake up at 0300 or 0500 or amidst other things, i log in and water my plants and cast spells.

this is my alter ego, it seems. I am able to find gold coins, cast love spells, happiness spells, turn a snail into gold, set frogs free and help sane the forests this way after having grown my little garden with beautiful flpwers. I can also try alchemy and create potions of my own that make more gold. I water other people's (friends or not) gardens and get rewarded with gold again.

it is an addiction my sister introduced me to.

and i am so happy with this second false life.


in the real life, i find peace talking to new friends and hoping that my new mild depression will go away by itself.

will it?