Surreal, so real

These past few days had been unreal.

Experienced a wide spectrum of people and events, most of them I have not even planned for.

It was as if something was guiding me, or maybe it was pure luck.

During the course of the last few weeks, spent mostly working and listening to people, I have realized how much time I had on my hands.

I realized that the pace of everything (that I am involved with currently) is okay.

I won’t call it confortable, but its okay.

Suddenly, by a weird twist of faith, I find myself busy again.

I have no realized how much time I had on my hands, and how much time i have lost, and now I guard the very little time I have left for me.

Also, I realized I seem to have lost myself amidst all the things that are currently keeping me occupied.

I can’t seem to hear my own voice, and even if I do, I don’t find myself listening to what I’d have to say.

Am I losing myself to these things that are tying me down?

Or, are these things the things that define who I am?

Ponder, ponder.