Contrapuntals...

Sometimes a hazy vision makes me feel nice, at least it keeps me hopeful.

I often drift from states of utter hopelessness to absolute possibilities. Where on one hand I'm a dead poet and on the other I'm a lingering song.

One thing is forever- state of uncertainty.

I don’t really think that writing for newspapers and magazines is a creative job. But at the same time I don’t know of anything that comes close to creativity that I can try my hand at.

I’m crippled when I’m exceedingly happy, for, that’s when I fail to construct sentences.

I like Haruki Murakami, he writes about the universe that lives inside you.

When in doubt, doubt the doubt.

When I interview a market researcher I want to be a market researcher, when I interview an artist I want to be an artist, when I interview an achiever I want to be an achiever- I want to be all.

I’m a drifter. It took me while to sway to this point. Can I now have an engine to the sail? I need to drift faster.

The best way to be creative? My guess- Stop thinking!