Longing

It's been really long that I've visited this space. Have been caught up with commitments, with work, with college, with life. I seem to have lost touch with myself, in many ways. I hardly have the time to think about My health, My body, My hobbies, My sleep, Myself. I have been lost in a world where there's only room for making sensible decisions, taking the right paths, no room to wander, discover or simply while away time. It's a mechanical way of living. It's been so long that I have sung a poem, since I have strolled the streets without a thing to worry or strain about. It has been so long since I have walked oblivious to everything around me. Walked just staring at the moon and the stars. Walked alone, hand in hand with myself! I long for solitude, long to stay away from the crowd. Eat my popcorn when I want to eat it, and not wait for the rest of the world to join me. Watch a movie without having to find company. Wander the whole night and not return home, and still have no compulsion of justifying my absence.
I want to be selfish, just think about myself and not the minutest life around me.