You must have those days when you have a lot to write about, but you end up writing nothing at all.
Or just few words.
Overwhelming amount of emotions waiting for their turn to end up somewhere.
To be documented and preserved in some form.
And when you start your fingers tremble, you type so fast that a lot of words don’t even make sense when you read them.
The goal is to preserve those feelings. Opinions. Rants and smiles.
If you don’t go through this, consider yourself lucky.
Last month I tried to trap moments in bell jar.
A lot of pictures.
A lot of words.
But a lot went undocumented, still.
I failed to capture soft ripples blossoming on the surface of blue lake when raindrops dived into it.
And when birds swung their tails left to right ever so gracefully, as they glided on water as if an invisible string was pulling them.
I can’t capture true colours of leaves . The warmth of reds fade somewhere in the lens.
I might end up writing a book on clouds.
Clouds are my obsession.
They are the most underrated creation in the sky.
And I wish I could tell you guys what I feel when I read. Word fill my heart and swim in my blood.
And explain every notes of my coffee. So much going on in one sip.
But I can’t.
Today, I cooked chops with my mom’s signature recipe today. No one can understand how satisfying it was for me to make it almost just like her. 1 piece of it meant so much to me I relished it bit by bit.
People can understand what made you feel a certain way but it’s so hard to explain why.
I looked crazy explaining I was looking at waves in awe for hours because I loved the way water was lifting sand. For me it was a magical moment.
Everything can’t be caught in a bell jar and put in an exhibit.
Some moments can only be savoured by your soul and they fly by you the moment you blink.
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