I don’t remember a single time in my life when I was satisfied. When I was a kid I wanted to be intelligent like some of the kids I admired. Then came the boy phase which never seems to leave, where I keep wanting someone to love me back.
There was never a time when I wanted to be still and be happy with what I had. I am not the most intelligent person but I am dependable. Nobody ever seems to love me back but I always had good friends. I am not beautiful but neither am I ugly.
It’s tough to be ordinary. To be ok at everything and good in nothing. It’s like navigating through life without a compass. On one hand you are always lost with grave danger of sinking but on the other hand you never know your final destination. At least you hope you never know.
It’s better to be lost at sea than to be grounded ashore.
That’s the paramount of the human conditions always hoping things will get better. I wonder why we are all built to hope, to believe in limitless possibilities till the very end. To keep dreaming of driving an enfield even though all your body parts are ready to fall off.
To be at point A and think of point C.
To will fiction into reality.
To leap when there is nothing to leap to
To dream in broad daylight
To build castles in cracks
To restart with daybreak
Honestly I am glad I hope otherwise it will be like swimming in sand- rough
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