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Do You Feel The Same?

I noticed that I'm only propelled to write when I'm unhappy, sad or desolate - basically whenever my heart is burdened by some of what life has thrown at me. That's one of the main reasons why I haven't been writing on here often in the recent years. I want to be remembered as this fresh-spirited, witty and uncomplicated narrator. But it's so hard to write about the jolly things in life when my mind is tangled up so much in a web of worries. I don't want sappy tales of my life floating about in the world wide web long after I'm gone. And yet, I find myself most comfortable indulging in unhappiness. Or rather it's easier to relate to conflicts, physical pain and loss than to all the other things that I should be happy about. Does that make any sense to you? 

Or is this mid-life crisis? 

Turned a year older about a month ago, and got a visit from this old friend.




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  1. t's so hard to write about the jolly things in life when my mind is tangled up so much in a web of worries... You, Az and myself should call ourselves the Blue Team. I kid you not, Jaya J. Did you say mid.life.crisis?

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    1. Yasss to the Blue Team! Haha. Maybe I’m pass mid life?

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    2. You will get to be 100, so you'll need to be patient for that mid life crisis to come knocking on your door. Also, don't open.

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  2. Jaya J, you must have found the fountain of youth and never invited me to take a sip.

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    1. Hahaha. I’m still looking for it, and would down it by the pints when i find it. I think when ageing catches up with me, I wouldn’t know how to handle it? My slow skin ageing has been a puzzle to many in this aggressively anti-ageing world. I get complimented very often, but it has also made me very conscious lately. People are too critical especially towards people who age at a slower rate. It’s like they’re always waiting for that downfall. Every wrinkle and sun spot counts. So yes, let me know when you find that fountain!

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    2. People waiting for that downfall must be very lonely. Oh I'll tell you when I find it, all right. Something tells be I can find it in my wallet...

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    3. Just wondering how you were doing.

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    4. How's life been treating you, Jaya J?

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  3. P.S. Azra is back: https://azraesque.blogspot.com/2019/10/its-been-while.html

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