Awakening to a new rhythm inside my head I am forced to revisit a pattern of thoughts that continues to plague my mind.
This is different I tell the voice in my head that draws up a statistical map of how things may turn out.
Moving differently many a times we are consume with uncertainties of how things may turn out and how it could go south. This feeling often forces us to relax without giving it our all, all our hope and energy. So we constrain some energy used in consoling ourselves.
Never getting far with this ideology, we hope to change someday. Struggling for a new us to emerge from the ashes of the old, we shake ourselves to the reality that this is all us and nobody else’s.