There are days where my consciousness is shrouded by a veil of uncertainty, where the world seems like an illusion, where nothing makes sense and nothing cheers me up.
There are days where my anger shoots to another level or days where I punch the walls to take out the frustration I've been bottling inside for eons and ages.. Days where I dig my nails into my palm to control myself and days where I bite the inside of my mouth to stop myself from erupting into an overdue volcano.
There are days when I create haikus in my mind and compose poetry in my head, days where the world becomes my canvas and where my books become an ocean . And there are days where I doubt myself to the core of my existence, where I fail to muster an ounce worth of confidence and self devotion.
There are days I keep binge watching without any sense of purpose to my life. Days where I discard my ideas and thoughts into a pile of garbage and shove them far away from my mind.
There are also days where I stop and think about the magnitude of wonders I witness around myself, days which restore my faith towards my dream, days where I smile till my cheeks hurt and my eyes crinkle around the corners.
There are days where I hate every person out there with a fake mask and fake promises,days where I loathe humanity, days where I immerse myself in a book to escape from reality and in the same lifetime days where I talk my heart out to my best friend or live life to my fullest, days where my heart becomes overwhelmed with happiness, days where the world doesn't seem like such a bad place anymore.
The earth completes its rotation and starts a new cycle again, a day with endless possibilities, another chapter and yet another day passes and that's what keeps me going, that's what keeps all of us on the verge of being sane.