illusional reality

a soft white sheet of luminescence striped with bold black patterns of mirth. cords of steel that shine bright and new and springs that love them all. A careless move. a thoughtless shove. Crippling the world as we knew it. A torn sheet, the black, now grey. rusting away heedlessly twisted and turned, inside out. nobody cares what happened to you mangled remnant s of a colourful past. and a song of glory, unsung.

I realised today that it's been over a year since I last accessed my blog. I'd even forgotten my blog id. Ahem, a year of surfing the web for body shop updates, other people's blogs( especially the colorful ones with food written in bold) and searching for terms like "weight gain", "Detox diet", "stress", "acne" etc can take its toll on your, otherwise sporadic, blogging habits. So, today I even took the trouble to acquaint myself with the new (for me) additions to the layout (yes, I wasn't lying when I said, over a year) and added a few tools here and there to make sure my page looks as lively as some of the other I have listed on my *I like* list. Oh well, will get back to active blogging and writing in a while..afterall, the time is all mine..:) (ok, for at least a while more)