i truly indulge in yazid's writings. for his genius, i accept his limited new entries. it just leaves you pondering, asking. and yes, the following came from his pen and i must say, it absolutely encompasses all the issues that i'm facing in my life now.
solace from his words, i found a kindrend soul.


Emotional vodka.

I'm 19 and indifferent. Have you ever felt like this before? Felt so indifferent. Felt so out of place, but yet somehow everything seems to be perfect. In some grand intervention when God closes a door, He opens a window. And even though that window is not as large as that door, it seems to be just enough. That moment. You're meant to stay put on that side of the room and only use that window. You feel helpless, yet you can see everything that is happening. You can observe, but you can't react. You just stay put and reflect on those window panes, cause doors only allows you to go in and out, doors don't have such window panes which allows you to reflect and observe at the same time. But having the door closed, your perspective of things kind of opens up, your view some how gets clearer. Its different than having that door being opened, with that door, you can actually walk out of that room you are in, or even allow someone else to join you in that room. But at the end of the day, when most of the people in your life leaves that room the only thing you can do is to clean up after their mess. That big party. That you think everything seems to be so messed up and yet devilishly fun. And the people you can count on are those who actually stayed behind to clean that room you have had your fun in. Those who stayed back after the party, who are actually sober enough to remember you.