We all have those random moments of total and sheer uncertainty when we doubt everything and everyone around us. Reality loses its position and merges with a surreal version of itself. These moments can be quite scary and intriguing, simply because they are quite unexpected and require previous experience to be dealt with properly (but I don’t think experience could help me here). Anything seems possible in such instances. Aliens on earth? Sure, why not? Trees can fly? Oh, they always have.
We just lose our hold of what (we assumed) was real and fictional. Such moments either make up depressingly haunting memories or memories that we’ll cherish forever. They are merely moments in time, a split second occurrence when nothing is impossible and expectations (good or bad) are shattered, where life itself takes on a whole new appearance. These moments linger for a moment or so but when they leave, they do so making sure their unfortunate victims(usually me) are completely disoriented and frankly, lost.
Even after their departure, there is a period of doubt and recklessness that I ended up terming ‘Mist of Clarity’. They are merely moments and often, that’s just what we think they are. But life too, is a collection of infinite moments cramped into a finite existence, but that doesn’t mean moments are finite. They leave, casting a mist, a cloud over what was otherwise, a monotonous reality. The more we attempt to see through this mist, the more we realize how much we’ve missed.
Yes, they are unwelcome and yes, they are scary. But that doesn’t mean that I hate them. They merely catch me off guard….all the time and that is what I dislike above everything else. Every plan I make just goes out the window because these misty moments decide to drop in for a visit.