I've been given the pleasure of writing an entry, and i really don't wish to sound too deep or cleverly shallow. I guess, just a depiction of how i perceive a week, would be an interesting read.

Like any other week, i try very hard to get by. Constantly bombarded by issues of the mind and problems sustained from work. Sometimes i think I'm a scribe, living in a post-modern world. Where there's just too much thought, and too little sharing. Even writing a blog, seems somewhat vacant. With voyeuristic intentions, we lay down our lives, bit by bit, word for word.

Oops, there i go again, trying to sound clever. You know, i honestly think, intelligence is given, while trying too hard makes everything a sham.

Back on track, my week has yet to end, but time really seems to go by faster now. I often wonder, if it's because as i get older, the things that transpire around me, seem to effect me less, thus making me insensitive to the passing of much important events. I think, i spend a large portion of a week, reminiscing about the past. I've been told it's terribly unhealthy to constantly miss or recall events from before.

Trying not to live in the past, now that's difficult. I tend to look back at good times, at how we met certain people and how we used to believe certain things. Youthful pride, rash loving and willful desire. Now as i live in the present. I sorely feel, how much more meaning my past gave to my future.

Of course, my week is hardly that deep. I do have fun of course. I have had my moments of good conversations and meaningful glances. I'm sorry if i sound vague, but I have a habit of not being spot-on. Sadly, that's the problem with us all. We tend to savor too much into the moment, till we get so bored with our actual intention.

Well, that's humanity for you, drastic extremes. We are either too good, or - too bad.

Well, half-way into my week. I do realize my table is still cluttered. Discovered recordings of Damien rice with Lisa. Listened to The Professor a million times. Realized that we have to take things in our stride, and give love to receive it back. It's really ok to be overly mushy, and honestly, being on the safe-side works most of the time. And did tons of drawings and personal writings. Which in short, is nothing less, then a mess.

Don't get me started on mess. You probably can't stomach, how i can derive philosophy from clutter.

Basically, if you could not make head or tail of my writing, I'm well known for creating gibberish. (actually on a regular basis)

If i had any goals this week, it would probably be to get some real rest. I fail to mention, being in my prime, i tend to burn myself out. Sadly, by thinking so much.

So, i hope you enjoyed reading a rather short posting, which i tried terribly hard to sound interesting. You know, with all the effort in trying to emphasize personal believes and bits of me trying to sound clever. I do hope i don't seem like a sham, because, i hardly think i have given intelligence.

To end it all, i hope everybody has a thought-provoking week, and if there should be a shortage of anything, i dearly hope it's a lack of heart-breaking relationships, money-wasting trips and fake friendships.

Have a blessed week.