Hello, Reader
As I did my homework, a song came to mind, and I began to write it. I don't know that it has any significance, but it's there, I brought it to life.
Anyway, I don't know where I'm going with this blogpost, I guess I can write out how desperate I feel when I think about the future...I still don't know which color looks the best, or what water tastes the best, or what camera takes better pics, yet I'm expected to know what I'm going to do with the rest of my life. :/
I understand life was never meant to be easy, but I don't think anyone ever expects it to be this hard...and this nostalgia overpowers even the deepest of hopes...
And as I sit here writing, this is all that's going through my head. Why am I here, why do I wish I was elsewhere? The future is like a book with no cover, no prologue, no introduction. You are forced to indulge in it and know exactly what to expect.
I'm sorry this post got real nostalgic real quickly, but becoming a 'grown-up' is no easy task, and although no one talks about it, everyone thinks about it,
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