Chaos

I'm sure I'm not the only one who's experienced "thought collisions" at times, which is to say experiencing a number of rather unconnected thought processes and relevant emotions nearly simultaneously or shortly after each other, randomly switching over. All I know is it's happening suddenly a lot with me. One moment I'm laughing over a stupid PJ, the other reflecting over the Current Song's lyrics and the third battling an existential query with near-frustration. And the fourth I switch to writing a random post like this one. Ever heard of "chaos theory" guys. Used to be my favourite timepass years ago to dig about it, but I'm suddenly reminded of it again. My mind is in a chaos.
Bottomline: Joblessness can be injurious to health, especially to workaholics like me.

I started reading this poem randomly scrolling through my old blog: the abandoned crazy home and suddenly felt as if those words, that were once written rather impulsively and thatI later thought had become redundant with added clarity and understanding in my life, I suddenly felt they are true once again. Life indeed moves around in circles, though my theory as I repeatedly tell him has always been that it's more like a spiral with short purposeless detours allowed but everytime you reach back the same state you come with something additional (experience? added knowledge of what to do, or one of the things NOT to do?) so that it's slightly different. But the point here is as clear as that poem. I'm lost.

Talking of which, I'm reminded again of something I had opened this page to write about. Just like girls and dates, what is it with guys and asking for directions?? I mean i'm not talking of driving and any comparisons there at all, I'm just asking in general of the reluctance of guys to ask for directions while walking to someplace new. Of course I do know of many many exceptions, so don;t fight with me, but I thought that all stereotypical driving and getting to places jokes were reserved exclusively for females and recently I've come across so many guys who just won't ask for directions at all! I had the ill-luck of being with one on my recent trip to Paris and his rather bad aptitude with maps and reluctance to ask anyone or listen to me combined with his will to just walk anywhere any direction he felt like --mostly the wrong one -- ended up making me really really frustrated and eventually we split. Exploration is anyway more fun alone. Another friend of mine recently told me about the day when he was to join university and reached the new town all alone and missed the only bus in two hours. so what did he do? Just walk and walk and walk randomly for four hours, eventually making it to one of the higher sites of the city from where he could point his university and then walk towards that. Phew! I only had one question. "Have ypu heard of a word called 'ask'?" "I don't like doing that!"
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