faith, belief and other existential things

are what i intended to post about, these things having been on my mind for a while now.

sitting in cafe universal, at the end of what was a relatively decent monday, i am not too keen on asking questions or considering confusing concepts right now. This reminds of a paragraph in "The strange case of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde" where this woman is peacefully gazing down at an empty street feeling content with mankind, when she is witness to a murder by Mr. Hyde. Since reading that paragraph as a child, I have always been wary of being overly ok with life, as it goes on - like being content is tempting fate. But on some days, you just have to sit back and breathe ease for a little while. let everyone else's conversation lull you into a quiet place. hum an obscure bangla song to yourself quietly.

resolutions

to be gracious.
to be less bitchy.
to stay calm and to meditate every day.
to be less fat.
to refrain from abusive language in speech and thought.

all of the above are already very difficult to keep.