It’s 11:06 PM.
I’m in my final year of high school, with trials exactly 5 days away. Well, 4 days and an hour…and I’m here, listening to slow love songs with green tea like a Hipster. And I’m okay with that.
Throughout my life, I’ve heard that people should condition themselves for greatness. We need to ‘be all that we can be’, we need to push a little further, we need to extend ourselves to these amazing heights and achieve. We basically need to save the world. And anyone who doesn’t – or cannot – is a selfish mother…yeah.
Why?
I think, in these moments of comfortable guitar strums and poetic words, I’m okay with not being the one geared for amazing success. In the movie “Fame”, it is said : “Everyone has potential…but not everyone recognizes it.” And we should look down upon those that don’t. In a world where we’re looking over our shoulders and at the person next to us, it’s difficult to follow your own path.
But if your path is the one of warm nights with personal soul and pretty words…what can the world do? If your light shines through your contentment, I’m sure the happy vibes of the world shall all come to ‘light’ :)
Maybe I’ll regret this time I’ve wasted. Maybe I won’t. I’m dealing with the fact that I don’t think I’m prepared to sacrifice hours like these to draft in depth systems and megatronical devices to harvest light energy for the greater good of humanity. Instead … I’ll make up words like megatronical and contribute to the general fuzz of poorly blogged blogs that pepper the internet.
