And maybe I seem a bit confused, Yeah maybe, but I got you pegged!

I just finished ironing a load of laundry with Frasier Crane keeping me company. It is raining outside, and when it rains here, it pours! I live on the 14th floor of a 15 floor condo and usually at this time, I have my chai as the night line of the city and the suburbs come to life. But right now, all I see coming to life is the thunderstorm outside. I had to rush out for a bit to pick up the laundry we left out to dry and I had to struggle to do it and then to get back into the house. I am bang in the middle of clouds making space for the water to pour with such insane fury that it is almost scary. Scary, and yet awesome. 

I am not sure how long this home bird bliss will last but for now, there is nowhere else I'd rather be. This feeling of seeing the clouds break into a mad rush of rains every other evening, of being able to watch the sunset, and the night line coming to life, the solitude that the call bell does not disturb and the peace that comes from being pretty far away from everything familiar - nothing beats it. Definitely not a job. Not right now. Not for a few more weeks. God knows I deserve this easy paced blissful vacation inside the four walls of a place I now call home. I am afraid I could get used to this.

Title courtesy- Frasier soundtrack. Why? Because as you can see, there is an unambitious, solitude loving, peaceful person inside me. And she strives for attention every now and then, when I take the time to see outside the madness with which I let work possess me. Yeah, I do seem a bit confused but I got you pegged :p