Why. Why must things derail till it has reached such a stage. There's an unmistakeable sense of a loss of direction. As to where and what I'm supposed to do. Because in this there is no clear line, no clear distinction of what is right or wrong. And no one can give me an answer.
Hosanna.
I can't say that I know, I can't say that I understand. All I know is what I see. Sometimes I feel staunched by my age, but what good will talk do really. We've been talking since so many years ago. And what about them. It's not like I could leave them behind and just. Go on my way. I mean, if I could that would be the ideal. But the thing is I can't. These are all souls and lives. People who are so important in God's eyes.
Bah. Decisions.