A fish bowl in my head?
What does that even mean?What a weird title?…
Well I guess anyone reading this blog must be wondering about the same. So let me tell you what is the meaning of such an absurd title.
Everyone who knows me knows that I love to talk and that I invariably say whatever comes to my mind. If I run out of topics to talk about either you are my biggest enemy or you are a wall.
Despite that I have talks that I only want to talk to certain people but I end up speaking it out loud.
I think its a fish in my head. Every single thing happening to me is recorded in my head like a story…like a fish blowing out bubbles from it’s mouth… everything I experience keeps coming back to me …like a story that never ends…like the fish that keeps swimming from one end of the bowl to the other…never stopping…moving in the deep blue waters…like every moment is a memory… like every drop of water is a friend that the fish wants to meet again and again…there is a
fish bowl in my head…