...Win Win...

When I was a small kid I used to be a sore looser. I never accepted my defeats, I contested every decision against me, I restarted the game if my score wasn't perfect. Yes, that was me about 10-15 years ago. It was a tough time learning that victory was not the only option. And then I grew up, I started accepting the other outcome. I started getting better at playing. Playing life.

But in the past few years I have become an expert at loosing. Well, I didn't stop winning anything at all. But I think at some point I started getting kicks out of loosing. I didn't care if I lost a match or two. I didn't care if I fail in an exam. I didn't care if I loose the people I love. I didn't care if I get what I want, or even what I deserve. I even stopped wanting anything.

Phew... 

And I am not sure at what stage I am right now.

Well, one of my friends diagnosed me of depression.

And the other said if it is true then everyone else will die tomorrow.

I am not sure.

But still I have got things I can derive peace from.

Inner Peace, if only for a moment.

And I think I care too much about everything.

So many 'I's in this post.

What does that tell?

Its just a small puzzle.

A cipher.

Sleep.

Peace.