About two months ago, I drafted this post, or at least the topic. I fully intended to published it but because of its seriousness, it never made it past the topic. I did, however, kept it in my drafts awaiting the right time. Today is that time.
Now the reason why I even thought of such a brooding topic in sharp contrast to what this blog is about, was that I happened to be going through a dark period, albeit short, where I was funny on the outside but really sad and gloomy inside. I was wearing a painted on smile, like a clown. Don’t ask me why as I really don’t have a reason. Call it midlife crisis?
Why is today a good day to undraft this blog? Well today, a man who portrayed the epitome of fun and laughter died. Robin Williams was the guy whose movies you wanted to watch when you were in a funk. His face alone would make you feel that all was well with the world. The fact that someone like him who stood for funny and carefree and gave off such an aura of well-being, could have so much darkness inside that made him take his own life, is incredible and hard to grasp.
Sometimes a clown cries beneath his mask…RIP Robin Williams.