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| So along the lines of John Lennon... |
People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing,
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin,
When I say that I'm o.k. they look at me kind of strange,
Surely you're not happy now you no longer play the game,
People say I'm lazy... dreaming my life away,
[John Lennon - Watching the Wheels]
And that, basically, is my introduction.
Perhaps this blog will catch the attention of somebody, it might make someone feel they feel/have felt the same, and we could talk about it, exchange experiences, or perhaps it may never be read by anyone, and I will never have anyone to read and answer all my questions, in that case these thoughts will forever be mine, just like when we discover something, write a song, it is ours while nobody else knows about it, our little treasure; once its out there, its no longer yours, it the whole world's property, to do with it what they want.
I am only a child, I do not have a vocation, I have no future plans...
the thing is, that future is upon me, the need to decide is imminent, a scary prospect staring right at me, and I have nowhere to run.
I wish I was one of those people who had it all planned out, someone who at the age of 4 decided where they were going, somebody you could get to know and say: you'd be good at ... , instead of: you'd be good at anything.
Anything is too much of a wide idea, too much is in it, there's too much to choose from.
How do you choose in anything?
I can't, I keep swimming in the immense sea of possibilities, stroking them, but not actually gripping on to any of them.
I am doing so now, and I can't remember of where I was going with this, I can't think of how to finish.
I will be back soon.
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