Poets and screenwriters often talk about pursuing dreams. The passion, the spirit, the desire... All that I always dream about having. But I am always living in a bubble, well protected. I tried to step out of it, felt great, but too much insecurity, for I feared that when I finally turn my head around, I am only left with my own shadow, or when the sun goes down, I am only swallowing the joy and sadness alone. Nor was I courageous enough to go too far from shield. Because the world is a dangerous place, and I am way too simple to take its harshness.
That was how I thought. But it is nowhere near the right attitude.
Focus on doing what you are willing to spend time for, and good things will follow. The thing with life is, you cannot over analyze it, or you will not make it.
Or, I might only be saying that because I don't feel like I am fighting all alone anymore.
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