Chain Of Thoughts

Transiting back to my mundane schedules, I find myself scouring through my life, searching for something so obscure such as love. It’s just so intangible; an ethereal veil of comfort that I could never grasp and hold on to, yet the pain of losing it is so excruciating. Love is just so surreal; it just makes me conjectures if it even existed in the first place…

Searching in and out of myself, my thoughts gyrate down an eternal spiral, taking stops at some steps and skipping through some. My cognitive and volitional states of consciousness just surface up through the equidistant of space and time… But as my faculty of thoughts crystallizes into words, I began jotting them down, on my mobile, on my hand, on pieces of paper, on any medium I can find that could be the canvas for my thoughts. Even within the confines of my mind, I scribble them down like how a child doodles their imaginary lines of thought onto drawing blocks.

Finally, I reached home, and switched on the portal to the sea of information. Here, I unload all these bits and pieces of fragmented thoughts. Piece by piece, I unload them, joining them like pieces of puzzles. Here, my broken thoughts coalesce into something else - Constituents amalgamate and formed into alphabets, into words, and eventually sentences. Here, I make them whole, to give them meaning so that someone could understand.

Finally, I click the “publish” button to let the world access my mind… Hopefully, to be heard, to be answered…