This week alone, I had contemplated to "pull a Nehru" at least 3 times. The only thing that stopped me from doing so was the lack of time to draft out something that was necessary to do such a thing, therefore, the plan was chucked into the KIV file, most probably never to be seen or heard of again until something worse comes up (Which, when you look at it, seems awfully funny because, the plan actually arose from the lack of time to do anything!!)
I've always wondered why things happen the way they do. What is the grand plan of things? Why do the easiest and most non-problematic things cause problems and become the hardest things ever when I'm around? Why do I seem to be swimming into a pool of incomprehensible darkness that never seem to end nor brighten up?
Ok.... so I've done my bit of complaining... (and I know its pretty cryptic, and all, but that's how it needs to be for the moment) Onto happier things that were!