and there were days of extreme clarity. those days were few but were memorable.
the mind was agile and the heart, restless to remove all clutter from life.
On such days, I could say No, say Yes, be definite, be assertive.
See life as if i were detached from it.

Till night came and I swung back pendulum-like to the larger meaninglessness of life.
to all the blur and lull again..

You see, I wanted this to be about those days that stood out like brighter spots
but i cant not dedicate to the dim as well.