dye-a-log.

Where do we go now?

'I have this weird feeling and it grows stronger every day. I want to drop everything and escape. Do you know what I mean? I wish I could press a huge pause button, and stop everything in its track, while I move around freely, without concerns, without consequences, without aging. Of course, I have no clue what I would do with such an escapade - with time, it would probably regress to being a dull affair, from which I would need another escape - but, I want it! I think it is a part of my yearning for an unknown, undefined entity.'

- 'You want to escape to look for something you cant describe or define. Are you sure escaping will help? What if the thing you yearn for requires you to stay put?'

'Rubbish! Allow me to break it down for you. Outside every classroom is a park with a swing. You may not know the swing, or the joy it gives you, but you have to escape the classroom that traps you, in the hope of finding something as worthy as it! Escaping is the only option - no classroom has a swing in it. Have your seen one?'

- 'I doubt if that analogy holds. Riddle me this. How are you doing?'

'I am quite fine, thank you. How about you?'

- 'No you are not. You only have a predefined answer to that question. How are you?'

'Annoyed. By this little conversation.'

- 'Is it the conversation or lack of material to support what you just said that you find annoying?'

'What do you mean? Support what I said? Its a feeling, for god sake! Feelings don't need to have reasons. You just feel! I feel I want to escape and I feel a yearning!'

- 'That's untrue. Every feeling has a source. A cause. A reason, so to say. Your feelings of escaping stem from what? And why do you think escaping, rather than facing or embracing it, is the solution?'

'I am growing weary of this... You cle-'

- 'Okay, stop for a moment. Tell me about the thoughts that pop in your head, on a rainy afternoon, when you are by a high window, sitting safe behind a transparent wall of glass, sipping coffee but wishing you were out there, getting drenched - in rain and emotion, alike. Tell me, what holds you back?'

'I don't know. What holds YOU back?'

- 'The fear that I wont ever come back inside. I am afraid that once I let myself be drenched, I wont have the heart to come back and dry myself. And even if I did, the door may slam shut behind me.'

'What has any of that got to do with my yearnings?'

- 'The thing that stops you, is what you yearn to do away with. I yearn to be fearless. I don't want to escape to a place with no rain. I want to be able to walk in sun or rain, all the same.'