Sometimes, I'm so bored with certain things , so easily that I just feel like yanking out my locks and wishing i wasn't so bored.. (makes sense)
This is the story of my life every other day , and sometimes i see my self wishing that I had done better and done something with this life of mine...I don't regret anything occurring now, its more like i wish I had something to show for it. I know of people that are content with working in a factory for long hours, that doesn't do it for me to say the least.. The one thing that does inspire me at times is my solitude and my idea of being inspired. I'm not sure why I like being by myself.. maybe it's a weird way to be or maybe I just like my own space. from time to time i do wish i had a couple of good sophisticated friends, maybe that would take me out of this mind set , but what can i do , it's just who I am . I think a lot ninety-seven percent of the time , and the other three percent is just my very next step before thinking... i think I'm just afraid to fail at something that everyone tells me has no future, but to me it does , you capture thoughts , fragments of the facial features, moments, life... And i might not make a fortune but I will be content and satisfy.......
and maybe part of that solitude is just that which is inspired... This blog is part of my solitude and freedom to be . It has no boundaries or limits, and to be quite frankly I love that..
xo-yess
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