Feral

Well, here goes nothing major. This blog is the result of my utter dissatisfaction with Instagram. I'm going to risk sacrilege and parody the bard himself, Mr. Bob Dylan whose voice I detest, "How many posts must a woman write to finally understand that no one on Social Media reads a single fucking thing."

And now, I'm duly distracted and want to call the husband because as expected my brain is blank. A blank brain is a nice thing though, as an expert meditator once told me," Someday your mind will be blank for more than fifteen seconds." I have serious doubts about my brain's ability to do that, however my mind does remain quiet for three seconds in a row when I meditate once in three weeks. Yes, meditation for fifteen minutes once in three weeks doesn't show you any concrete results in a hurry. You find yourself going feral every now and then, the only difference is that now one of those times you hold back the "feral" from manifesting in the outer world. It doesn't last very long but it does give you a very tiny window of pause in which to allow yourself to walk away from whatever it was that kicked your sleepy, little, playful kitty and transformed it into a full fledged feline feral beast in a fraction of a second.

Yes, meditation helps. It gives you those three seconds of quiet to soothe the "feral" and unleash it when it must be unleashed. When it's time.

And now, I'm hungry. I am however entirely unsure as to what I want to eat. I would love to eat 400 grams of Belgian Chocolate Ice cream with a side of a 300 grams bag of Potato Chips which comes with a side of half a bag full of air. The air is pointless because it does nothing to enhance the taste of salt and the chip manufacturing company has been in denial of the fact that human beings cannot live without air but they certainly cannot eat it.

And I cannot eat Ice Cream and Potato Chips with Air for dinner. I can and have and do on occasion but not today.

If you've made it this far, congratulations you're still capable of reading random things on a random blog.

Until tomorrow, 

Stay Feral, kids!