The reality pains. It is distorted by the mind. It is there but we are subjects of our own interpretations. Fear inhibits us to accept the reality. What is there will remain there for a while. Can't do anything with it! Once again, there was a voice of that previous longing. I heard it again. This is despite the fact that I decided not to get it heard this time. What I gathered? Nothing other than restlessness for a while. In fact, there is nothing out there. It is inside us. The fear is inside us. It is not there outside. This time, I could see my fear and that is interesting. It is interesting to interact with oneself.
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