Confessions of a Liar #1

Each night as I lie down in bed, my bed gets swamped with myriad thoughts. The most overriding one being – what could I have done differently? Would it have matter? Would the consequences have changed? And in doing so, I end up imprisoning myself in a makeshift cell every night. Worse still is the fact that its akin to solitary confinement. I lie in complete isolation. Very poetic since the fact that “I lie” is why I’m in this position in the first place.

Every morning as I cling on to a few more minutes of sleep after having endured a sleepless, restless night, my mind clears itself of its fugue state. I have complete clarity. I know very well that –

The cause of all my grief

The answer to all my problems

The reason for my happiness

The end to all my efforts

The clincher to all my doubts

is

Me

Myself

and

I.

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9 thoughts on “Confessions of a Liar #1

  1. Lastly, you should be commended on taking the fault for your problems. A lot of people can’t even man up enough to take the load. That’s true grit, even if it seems natural and loathsome to you.

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