I’ve been meaning to write a blog for quite sometime….but just haven’t had the motivation to do anything….ANYTHING…. So what is going on? I’m leaving India in about 9 days…. I cannot, NOT believe it. I’ve thought of this time moment since I arrived. Though I hate endings…I live in anticipation of them. It’s like, what you fear most you tend to worry about and dwell on. Slowly, I’ve been packing up my stuff, giving it away, taking down picture frames, etc. God, its quite sad. I mean…yea, like the old cliché says, “there’s something better around the corner”, and whatever else they say….not good at remembering them. But I’m so caught up in the moment here… I feel numb at times. I sort of feel like I’m just going on vacation. Yet, some where, inside, I am a little excited… because I do think its time… I would have gotten stuck in a rut here. In fact, I’m not living like I should be living. I spend lots of time alone…and can get paralyzed sitting in my flat. I’ll miss that too. I think the thing I’m most scared about, is losing the relationships I’ve built here…

Even now, I’ve been sitting in this café for almost 2 hours…and I just don’t know what to write. And I’ve been listening to this song, ‘keep breathing’ by Ingrid Michaelson, over and over and over again. I guess in many ways all that I know is that I’m breathing…trying too.

The storm is coming but i don't mind.
People are dying, i close my blinds.

All that i know is i'm breathing now.

I want to change the world...instead i sleep.
I want to believe in more than you and me.

But all that i know is i'm breathing.
All i can do is keep breathing.
All we can do is keep breathing now.

All that i know is i'm breathing.
All i can do is keep breathing.
All we can do is keep breathing now.

All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing.
All we can do is keep breathing now.