A strange sense of reality

So a number of things happened over the weekend. In fact, nothing happened at all. Just I started to learn about a number of things that took place recently and life is beginning to spin out of control as my world is turning upside down. This is still an exaggeration. Life is cruising the way it always has been, but new perspective has been brought to the center stage, and a labyrinth of relationships need to be sorted out.

First, it begins with Meena's finding another man, a Spaniard. She tries to break up with Paul, then Paul goes away, then Meena moves away, then she finds an internship at the World Bank. She moves back to DC, but still visits Paul every weekend. While I thought they were back and forth, having one of those nasty breakups, I was proven completely wrong. Meena meets this Spanish guy, falls in love and moves in with him. Perhaps she has mentally broken up with Paul, perhaps she was never too attached to Paul, perhaps the most attractive, and seductive beauty is not a stable relationship, but a sudden surge of emotions, blossoming into intimate touches and whispers. Meena did not strike me as one girl who'd be capable of doing this. But perhaps this has nothing to do with Meena. It is just what women are like - they are creatures of love.

Looking back though, all the Virgo girls I find myself infatuated with do not seem to suit this categorization. Especially lately, I find myself thinking hard, hating mundane life. Oh dear, do I fall victim to the season, to the love in the air? It is like a stone on my chest I need to rid of. Virgos, Virgos, why can't you just let go of all your sober thoughts, your fear for breaking social conventions, but let feelings lead your fate, let emotions flow? Perhaps I am here creating a world that does not even exist. I need to tell, tell you, not anyone else.

Second, Lindsey is said to be going out with Patrick again. I have not the faintest clue what happened between them last time. Nor do I care what is really going on. I have been saying this all weekend - why can't life by simpler? all these complicated relationships. All these intricate moves.