Found on Gura's blog:
This is synchronistic only because I have been inexplicably enthralled by the search for the theory of quantum gravity. I am also reminded of the very apt observation: "There is a fine line between genius and insanity."
And then there is Bukowski's wonderful quote as well.
M reminds me of missed opportunities, of not having enough courage to steal a kiss, and of the eternal recrimination that comes thereof.
I kind of wonder, though, if the reason that I don't give a damn is simply medication-mediated, or if I'm really just losing it.
Whatever the case, it certainly can't be healthy.
Still, I guess I'll ride this feeling of numbness out as long as I can.
At least it beats feeling depressed.
