chaos.&.the.calm
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met up with a friend a few nights back over some games. usual catch-up until talks about past nomadic lifestyle came up, then life. then beer. im not usually the type who picks up talk about life. brain can handle small talks, blabs about poorly thought ideas, and mindlessly stupid and fun drunken conversations. that's the usual extent of it. so, this was a curve ball.
its ironic how sometimes life tells you what you need to hear, not through another person, but yourself. your unsolicited advice ends up convincing, not the the other party, but yourself.
the calm talks about life, himalayas, india etc do stir something inside. something chaotic. the type that leaves you restless and pondering even after a few nights, even when the conversations long ended. it put things in perspective though. sort of a gentle nudge, a good reminder.