All the people In my life are doing something. They are growing as the are doing. What am I doing? At the moment not much. So am I growing? I fell like I didn't accomplish nothing in my life. And I am at the age, where I should be taking over the world. And I don't mean literary. I mean to start being the guy that I want to be, to start doing things that I want to do in my life. My generation is all ready starting. And I am a bit angry because I am not in that micks.
The society has it's ups and downs. People believe that if they read something they are a master at that thing. That makes me uncomfortable. I definitely don't know everything. I am thankful for that. If I did life would be boring. There wouldn't be any challenges, no surprises, no privilege of discovering things by your self and have the pleasure to grow as a unique individual. I those maters I attend to listen and be patient for comments of others.
But I have to say that I respect people that respond before they think, well sometimes. Because thinking put me in trouble. In a lot of trouble. I am a man of thinking not acting wright away. That is way I don't just simply say: Hey, How Are You Doing?
That is way I am still alone, I think to much.
Non the less in some cases it's better and that is where my strength is mostly shown. That is where I am at my best. You know, this is the best time in my life for writing, but the worst for living. Being alone has given me the time to think to put my self in the best position to write. But is this all worthy if I can't shear this moments with someone?
Mike W.
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