F*cktober 2018!

Life’s short, they said..

I doubt instead.,

There are apparently 12 months in a year..

But not this year, dear.,

The month of October was the longest and the worst for me personally..

It was going on and on and on.. indefinitely.,

It’s not just because of the work..

It’s something else, I don’t really know what.,

I am trying to introspect the same on November 9..

If I am growing old.. Am I living or preparing to die?.,

These weird shower thoughts, I tell you..

They only grab your mind when you can’t sleep and to tell you the truth it’s already 2.,

If I let you in my mind..

It’ll be like 100s of earphones entangled onto each other and you’re trying to separate them and oh.. you’re blind.,

I am happy that F*cktober ended..

And I hope that the months of November and December would be Splendid.,

That said, I’ll go to sleep..

This weird post of mine, I hope no one reads.,