On the way up

Thanks to Enya, i have a phenomenal piece of music to look upto and take refuge into. As much as her music is to look upto, the motion picture of which its a part of is inspiration in itself. More than music, a piece of contemporary art.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ce6ZNMeZOmA

Sleepless in cold Scotland

Its been more than 5 days that i have literally lost track of days counting back only when challenged, of course as a part of the little sane conversations i am left with. The wind has piled on misery out here and when we thought it wouldn't be as bad snow this time, it turned out to be dampness and crazy wind. The joys of living around here. Having, that said the sleep disorder i am faced with tends to have no solution as to even going to bed doesn't even help without me finding myself indulged in some extravagance. It is said that the disturbing sleep patterns among people are generally related to stress and pain which is predecessor of chronic problems such as psychiatric disorders and life related problems..poor health, unemployment etc. However, the absolute science on the sleeping brain cant be dismissed as merely as mentioning the psychiatric category of the problem especially focusing too much on the depression part. The picture is not complete without the complete understanding of the psychology and life that has turned so mechanical and detached. The factors most worrying to sleep problem is lack of quantitative aspect of cause which of course would regress the attention to cure it.

The weather is depressing and the ever worrying economic conditions in this part of the world has somewhat the leading effect on the way i conduct myself daily from time i wake up to the time i cant sleep and the cycle never breaks. Stress is slowly building up in the process of making things better and realizing the time we all have is but limited. The capricious melody of ocean beneath kindly leads my mind away from consciousness, the bolder and mellower it is the better it gets.

With every possible bad thing comes a ray of good which tells me that if this condition is just not that bad as it could be and i am still doing better out of it. Being alive at 5AM is the hardest when world is sleeping and this is why silence knows all my secrets. I have always thought people who could just lay and sleep like that have a mind clean as a sheet without much further dwelling i was told of being over thinking and this of course has something to do with the way i think about those people. The chaos capable of raising anything in the way couldn't always sleep like the numb darts which are doubtful of striking the point.