midnight sonata

there is so much that i want to write about and i think i am about to end up writing nothing. i am only doing this because i want to talk to someone about something but there is not anyone specific to talk to or anything specific to talk about. in fact, i think i am not so good at talking anymore, there are always so many thoughts jamming my mind up but not enough words to express them clearly. (and not enough time given, and afterall, why would people be interested?) and when you talk to people you don't just talk, you are engaged in a conversation and everything you say or feel or understand will be related to and responded by the other party. even when there are battles to pick you should pick the right battles only. i think i have been more of a listener than speaker these years, or at least i think i am more likable when i am that way. and there is no midnight sonata. there are pathetique and of course, moonlight sontana. do you sometimes feel that the things you find interesting interest you alone? or maybe that's enough to be on your own in your own craze. dive into it, then. and swim.