Nothing.

Today I sit in front the laptop and have nothing to say. I type a little and then delete it. There is nothing to say rightaway and I don't feel like trying. I've had bad enough headaches without trying. Another day of headache and I'll be off to the doctor's. Joy.

I'm watching a bit of the cricket match (India vs England in Bangalore), my first World Cup match. I hate the fact that I haven't been able to follow cricket like I used to. It's a Sunday. A Sunday is supposed to be the lazy day of the week. We should stop saying that.

Thursday night was Hard Rock Cafe. I had such a great time. I had so much fun, after months. Blacklisted!

Like every other day, it's time to prepare for the next day.

The fifth morning from now will be a Friday morning. There. 

Could I be You?

"You're laughing out loud at just the thought of being alive.
And I was wondering, could I just be you tonight?"

Some days I'm there, some days I'm not.

Tonight I think I am.

There's always something to be happy about, no?

And so the night begins.

It's past ten and the night is just beginning. So much to do, so little time, that's what they always say. They? Who? I don't know. You tell me. It's not me. What? I'm lost.

I played badminton today, after four months. Body's going to hurt tomorrow. Oops.

The internet here was down for a few days, got some catching up to do on readings. Here I go.

"So what, so I've got a smile on. It's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head. Don't believe me, don't believe me, when I say I've got it down." John Mayer plays in the background, Why Georgia, the 'Where The Light Is' concert.

Tonight's music while falling asleep sounds like John Mayer to me.

The sky is dark at night and it is just beginning.

Once.

Greatly anticipated.

I finally watched Once. Needless to say, it lived up to my expectations. Maybe even surpassed them.

Glen Hansard and Markéta Irglová. Two amazing voices bringing to life some really beautiful lyrics.

For an emotional sap like myself, the movie was more than fulfilling.

You also watch. Or at the very least, listen to the soundtrack once Radiohead's stopped playing on your mind or iPod 24/7. :)

Radiohead.

It is one forty-six, late at night and I just listened to the new album by Radiohead, The King of Limbs. Listening to it once more and maybe another time after.

1. Bloom
2. Morning Mr. Magpie
3. Little by Little
4. Feral
5. Lotus Flower
6. Codex
7. Give Up The Ghost
8. Separator


*smiles*


Now it's your turn. 

There.

That far. See?

Here.

Let's see how far we go.