Desolated, in the beauty of selfness, I travelled a lot last few days, and experienced, when I got all used up on the hills and couldn't find my  legs on the way back. I have the view of those lands in the river, in the moonlight the sandy earth shined and the bushes of kans grass could shade anything. Have those time in me, Can't talk much to people I was with  either. 

Now I come after the movies and can't see why friends here doesn't talk about going to the movies much. As he says he could miss another scene here and don't Answer when asked if he feels the essence of watching them.

They talk about everything and solve riddles and play games. They seem alright, only I can't get into them. Maybe I am not of much help to them.

Last few days, couldn't talk much in group conversations, or maybe I have been talking my whole life and it's time I listen now. If  that's what it is, I'm doing much better to myself and others than I did before. 

I can feel the difference. I listen now and when talk and ask I go focused, deep and straight.

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