Blue?? May be.. May be not..

5ive days is a lotta time for a vacation if the plans are minimal. But it lets you eat more, sleep more, catch up with good ole movies, you always wanted to see. And also a draconian thing!, you think more (Of course nothing productive). You lock yourself up in a room, with a lap top full of movies, junk food and a mug of coffee. First movie you watch. No break. That's the beginning fella. Second movie on. you start taking small brakes. 'course not because the movie is boring. you take brakes to think about yourself. something good. something bad. but about a lotta things, that you never think about when you are occupied. you get new ideas. you become a wannabe this. wannabe that. sometimes you feel energized. sometimes pissed. but alas, you ain't a character in Tarantino's movie, to use the F word as you please. you start watching the movie again. soon as you complete the movie, you spring outta the room. albeit nobody locked you up inside, you taste freedom for a moment when you are out of it. you look like a dork to yourself, looking at the mirror. you want to write. you wannabe a writer even though you suck at it. you start writing. half way through, you realize, its a lotta "YOU" and the steam was lost, somewhere, midway. you just reduce the write-up into a stupid blog. shut down your computer and start walking. Is this a mid-vacation blue?. You ain't sure about it either.
Cool breeze is an invisible magician. It plays the 'abra ka dabra' game with you. and BAM, you are back, normal again. all set to go back to the same old room and watch another movie. you do this all the time. till the vacation becomes history. you are a human and no god. you start missing your vacation once it's over, and a tiny corner of your mind starts thinking about the next vacation. you shitty mind. you bitch.