If life was like a train ride to the other end of the world, I would've taken countless transits. And at every transit, learnt something new, changed - for the better or worse, matured, grown and realised.
So I'm marking this paticular transit I'm stopping over at just this very moment. A transit of nothingness. I might be a transit where that's absolutely desolute and derelict... or a transit that happened too quickly.
But, this transit is neither. This transit was of unexplained incidents, misled conversations and saturation points.
I divulged into wonder. enough not to wander.
Dear readers, i would like to apoligize for the degradation in content of my posts. Passing thoughts slip my mind at every instance. I think i need to start penning my thoughts down soon.
and i wondered if apologies were made too often than not, would 'sorry' still carry across the messages that it was initially created for.
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