I’m the indecisive planner! Not he!
I had written a lengthy and serious post last evening. But then, Mr. Rafia comes and tells me after its been published, that he’s changed his mind about the very thing which inspired that post! The first thought I have is, “That’s great! I love you and all, but now the conclusion of my post, which I just got done with after working on it for two hours, is untrue. Thanks a lot.”
I couldn’t just edit or remove the conclusion without a major rewrite – the rest of the post was leading up to the very bold and decisive conclusive decision of mine.
Well, very bold and decisive for me, the indecisive planner.
Also, it was after sunset by then, food – not writing – was on my mind. So I just deleted the whole post.
Don’t worry, I’m not back to my purging days. But for my followers who happened to have come across yesterday’s post and wondered where it went: that’s why. Since my mind is like a washing machine, I’m certain I’ll have an occasion to revisit those sentiments some time again in the future. And if not, yay for self-growth !
I could be talking to myself right now for all I know. It wouldn’t be the first time. But if you’re reading this, you’re probably used to the confusion anyway and I love you forever for enabling me!
So for most of you who have no idea what I’m talking about, here’s the Cliff Notes version: It’s all Mr. Rafia’s fault. It’s always Mr. Rafia’s fault! >:(
That’s pretty much the moral of this blog story, yeah.