Diary of a Schizophrenic

17 days from now will mark the 3 year anniversary in Bombay(yes I prefer the B word over the M counterpart). And suddenly I feel completely spent. Although it's a momentary feeling probably. But I still can't put my finger on it. Whether this feeling...

Morning. Alarm goes off.
Multiple snooze abuses.
Moments later you grope for the light to shine in.

You want to find differences in life. Variations. You're in a constant search for them.
I thought we get bored of stuff easily. Hence our intense fascination to move on to different things always remains. But then our brain wants simple diagrams...simpler structures to work on. It wants to boil down every bit and byte of information processed...

So what is it that makes you human?
Your emotions. Your tendency to react. React in what seem to be the predictable patterns graphed out through the years that are said to be human psychology.
What happens when you don't react to what you're supposed to....