It feels a little strange to be writing in the journal again, whatever has been happening the past 12 months that just went by in a flash and what should be written about it. Or should I write about the now and the future which will soon be part of the past anyway?

Perhaps listening to the song Stop and Stare has its effects. Still considering if I should really do a Stop mode and Stare, recollect what had happened. To what purpose does that serve though? The situation now is vastly different from that 12 months ago, but I am still me. Still struggling in limbo, not seeking understanding yet looking for similars who are unique in their own way. Society's tolerance for failures and the un-conformed is way low.

Some questions are better left un-asked, and un-answered. Perhaps facing the truth is too raw. A few days back, one such question just popped in without seeking address. If there is lack of tolerance for failures, would that not translate into its mirror, i.e. a lack of tolerance of real success?

Just another one of my rambles ..