Glass half-full.

I am not sure if it's a good thing or a bad one, but the (for sure) baffling deal about life is that it can always get worse. No matter how much of a pickle you are in, life is mockingly creative enough to slam in another one at you. It's true to the extent of being funny, really, and the worst part of it all is that it comes with the realization that, 'Oh Dear God, I was so much better off before.'

I would so want to be the person, who sees the glass half full, who finds happiness in unfavorable times, all rosy and peachy, but sadly I am not. I am also not saying that all the misfortunes of the wide world have been thrust upon my feeble shoulders, no! But there are times in my life (and the frequency now seems to be increasing bloody freakishly) where just about the time I try to reason my way out, telling myself, it can only get better from here, life is sadist enough to prove otherwise.

I am at a place in my life where I have no clue where I am, where I am heading to, and whats driving me... this is one of those times, where you feel a million voices rambling inside your head, so much so that it eventually becomes a constant droning buzz of absolute nothing.

I want to be a spectator and watch my life over again, there is a good chance I might be able to figure out where I left that behind and more importantly… what it was!!

I am feeling like this because in anticipation of big things and big events in life, I am ignoring the little grains of delight that are all around me. Sometimes they are really insignificant to notice, or I am too preoccupied to acknowledge, sometimes I am just too burnt out to give it a thought, but  i guess they are the things which matter the most.

Have to start seeing the glass as half full!!