I have pictures to prove it...

Some weeks bring a lot into your life, and some leave you wishing for things. This week was a little of both of these for me.

I stepped out and went off for a while. Inspite of all the anxiety and nerve racking "what if-fy" discussions, the trip was fun. And I'll probably not realise how much of it I have truly absorbed until the this feeling that I have now wears off. This sinking feeling of getting trapped in the ramifications of the droning college hours again.

The marathon that was the last two days seems to be finally taking a toll on my energy levels, and I have been pretty much being snoozing the entire morning so far. Thankfully the day wasn't a busy first day. Well, of course this day wasn't really a first by any means, but for me, it was a first in many ways. It was a new beginning - somehow Mondays always feel like a new beginning, doesn't it? Yeah I know, it doesn't - but I'd like to believe it does - I'd like to believe that this week will bring me something new, something to look forward to, something to obsess over incessantly. But it hardly ever works out that way.

Well today was like those days when you wake up in the morning and realise you will have to immerse yourself into the whirlwind of activities that you had managed to escape for maybe a month of vacationing. Well only, it was more like a day of vacationing for me , but it changed something, some small thing. But it is enough to hold on to for maybe a few more days and wistfully look forward to the days to come, wishing you could do more with your life ... all until you lose hope, and give up, only to hit upon another such experience - only to begin the vicious circle once more.