it’s such a relief..i say a pleasant relief..oh well, a really ecstatic and splendidly uplifting one..a natural high so i thought intertwined with my twisted mind that i once thought was too elusive..gone dry..emptied..broken into trivial bits..frozen with time..in my new haven's lingo -- held moot and academic.
at such a surprise, a pleasant surprise indeed..i have quite missed the torment of apathy. yes, it was an ordeal..challenging as it is..mind-draining as it is..emotion-vesting as it is..yet the highs countered with the lows were at its extremes..such that you need not ask or marvel no more for what it could and possibly offer still..
the fundamental law has it..the provisions will be your guide..your petty knowhows will turn lofty in a meager 2-3 hours of relentless headpounding, nervewracking, ego-tripping sessions..your convictions will be heard, tried, contested, rebutted, rejected, even labeled lunatic..but you hang on..you stand still..you stare straight heart and soul upfront the master with your unchartered basket of principles..you take the blows..brush off the sweat and savor your dire moment of fame..the faces around you neither look sympathetic nor cruel but you can tell all too clearly from those looks -- you smell fear as much..
you can feel the pain of your pen..the ink’s drying off before words unite to make any sense at all..and all that matters after is a finger gone swollen..
the moment transpires and whether you aced the game or screwed up in the most delibitating ways..the frustations never measure up with the laughs..the aftermath sensation lingers and such is brutally sweet..the relief is far more enduring and defining than the hardest blows there were...and comes the break! a sweet sigh of relief..
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