Its running by and I'm all over the place, not sure enough about anything. The realisation about its complexity scares a little too but the helpless nature of my role in it makes me bite my fingers till they bleed. And, when they do bleed, focus and energy gushes out as if someone far away just celebrated this situation. The celebration is so low and fucked up in its scale & execution, it only makes me feel worse.

Stand Up, stand up, shout.