The Death of Friday

It's funny how a man's feeling can sway with such amplitude that you don't know what make any sense anymore. I will be turning 28 next year and it is pathetic to see that the friends around me are settling down blissfully happy while I still stagger like an old blind man with the mind of a 5 year old child. I'm not envious of my friends, in fact I am more than happy to see them and their new family charter their next course of life together. But I am frustrated with myself I give you that.

Life for some is plain easy, predictable and uneventful. I must say that my life had been pretty volatile to say the least. Things that had happened in mine sometimes is quite dramatic or tragic that you would think that those kind of scenarios only exist in motion pictures. Some of them are funny, some are sad and some are just plain madness. All in all, I guess these experiences provided me with more gist to what is the real meaning of life that we know. Religion aside of course.

Honestly I don't know what I am feeling right now in my heart but I know it ain't happiness. There's no word that exist in the language that I speak that I know of that could explain even just the most tiniest bit of it. Perhaps this feeling only exist in another parallel universe from another galaxy on another planet that harbours intelligent life. Perhaps they feel it everyday or whenever one is celebrating that they have to go to the toilet. It makes no sense. Nothing makes any sense to me now. But I know this storm will weather down God willing. I've been through worse hurricanes and survived.

For now I just don't know what to do. So I shall sit here and ramble on. Yeah, "Ramblin On", one of my favourite Led Zeppelin song. I turn to God and also music at times like this. It's the only way to keep my brain functioning in normal mode. Then when I go home this evening, and embrace to the love of the mother, then perhaps, I shall know the meaning of bliss again.