On Dreams and Other Things

I found a new purpose today. Let’s hope this is not one of those flashes and more meaningful.

Also, I happened upon some teens making out in public. A twang goes inside me. I miss it. I miss being a teenager and fooling around.. probably because I did that too little, and that I consciously pulled myself out of it. Then a realization dawned.

This is how my train of thoughts went:

I would of course not enjoy anything like this now, its an irreversible thing. A regret? Perhaps yes. The past me pulled myself out of it and did something else which leads to me being me today. Now, this present me does miss what the past me did not do. On same lines, had I done what I missed doing, I would have not been nearly as successful as I am today.

Now, what would I have done in that past, along with seeds of success that I sowed, to have been happier today?

Nothing much really.

I have been lonely because I never compromised intellectual companianship for making out. 

On same lines what should I do now, while continuing working on my path to success, to make sure I don’t regret not doing anything today?

Other than materialities, I have an intellectual companian, and I love her, I will regret if I ever spoil this. I will spend time building upon this relation ship. I love her.

Since I started writing here my dreams have been responding with more meaning and reason, apparently. Unfortunately, could not catch up with them.

But the word ‘unfortunately’ above is premature, although the dreams have been deep, I intended a lot more of my excess baggage with them, writing things as I want them to be, not as they are.

Let me try and be more non-judgemental here onwards.