Musing

Some times I think I'm suspended in a thin zone of limbo, easily slipping in and out of it. I would hear a sad song and get really down like the culprit songs Soulmate and Dance with my father. Or I would feel lifted and buoyant by the smiles of young relatives and cousins (who have kept my Sunday really interesting and lighthearted so far).

I think mom really craves the noisiness of children in her life and it is like a not too subtle hint to bring these little children into my life too to get my maternal instincts awake... But it's a tough decision to make.. to enter into a relationship. A huge a gamble and if you know me I am not a gambling man.

It is so much easier to be a bystander but is this living?