Depression. Not so much.
Sadness. Not so much.
Exhaustion. Most likely.
Sometimes life can take up every last second that one can forget what it feels like to breathe.
Dreams. Goals. Passion. These are one in the same. They can overwhelm the soul so that one loses where one thought ends and the next begins.
At this moment, I forget what tired feels like. I have long past that point. When gazing behind, I can no longer see the point in time that tired existed.
Only one that has given all they have into dreams lived with every breath can truly understand the utter bereavement of exhaustion and the utter joy existing in each second of each day.
Ahhh…life is painful and sweet in the same single moment…time stops and speeds ahead simultaneously. The present makes one forget time while at the same time leaving a fear that it is moving to fast.
Depression. No. Obsession. Yes.
Alright, I’m extremely pissed off right now. And it’s not often that it happens when I’m pissed off and confused at the same time.
Earlier today, posted a blog on “Chasing a Shadow” but was told by Wakas Bhai that it has been posted on another blog. So he gave me a link and I checked and surely enough, there it was. The difference? My quote was on top and this person’s on the bottom. What pisses me off is that this is one the blog entries I wrote for one of my oldest blogs “Delightful Dreamer” and just a week ago deleted all the files from the server to revamp it for a friend who’ll now use that domain.
So of course, except my MS Word File and my word, I don’t have an actual link to my original blog post almost a year and half or two ago. So what am I to do? Contact this person and give my word and hope this person will take my word for it? Or be pissed off at myself for deleting the files and not having backup for it anymore.
This is one of those situations where I’m pissed off and confused all at the same time. Should I be mad at myself for not having the link to prove it or at the person who posted it on her blog?
I feel like screaming right now but at the same time, feel like I have no right to as I’ve no solid proof to prove that this is my writing.
I’ve never been in such a situation before and I really feel down right now. It’s just not fair. Not fair that I can’t prove my work and its worth, not fair that I deleted all my files just a week ago and this happens now and most definitely not fair that I have no choice but to deal with this.
