This is the same rant that I tried to put in verse, I guess, a year ago?

(Continued rant) I remember the words used to flow so effortlessly...a lifetime back. Or was it just two years? It seems like such a huge distance, so difficult to bridge, between, those times and now. It's been more than two years since I've really tried to pen down my feelings. And it seems like I'm searching for the right word, groping in the dark, in fact, for an expression that I can fit to how I'm feeling. It feels so frustrating, this huge wall before me. That manipulates me through the virtual worlds of chatrooms, social network sites and the like - where everyone looks polished, puts their best face forward and is a happy, chirpy self. Whereas, miserable me, tries hard to laugh along with the rest, to get the intricacies of virtual gifts or 'pokes', to catch up after two years of being out of the orbit. With a little Note on Facebook, a smaller attempt at commenting on someone's great write-up somewhere else, I come haltingly back to my self, as I try expressing my feelings in cliched words, but words nevertheless. It's still like trying to climb a slippery wall and falling everytime. Can I find myself back in this little space I'd created, with help and encouragement from so many people, three years back? Time only will tell. In the meantime, I'm content to just rant.