Catharsis

It's one of those days when the molecules of thought have broken all level of mutual binding force and are hitting hard on the skull and hence I return to 'Catharsis'. All those molecules which were so close to each other once when they all actually wanted me to head towards one direction. They were my captives. What a bliss it had been; an absolute bliss in captivity.

I wonder why did I ever tried to insert something external to break the harmony. The one drop of it had no effect. It was gradual, very gradual. I have been checking the pace at regular intervals. The mutual force has broken in steps. I still remember. That intellectually stimulating conversation at one of those coffee shops. Those questions which I had never asked to myself.I thought it's just one of those conversations but I am not me anymore. It has hit hard. The 'me' has again dissolved.The search has again begin. I am empty now See you staring with a smile up in the sky.You did that again to me. I welcome the angel.