For two weeks I've been free from commitments. No school, no stable part-time job. I still have some tasks on hand but I'm procrastinating. It's been a crazy marathon, a 3-year race since I first entered polytechnic. The pursuit of grades, money and time. I think it's been a while since I got to idle around so I feel lucky.
I remember how upset I was when I was losing the things I was once proud of. The ability to express myself, words, music, and photos. No idea on how to get them back. No idea on what I'm doing. I'm currently pretty lost as to where I'm supposed to go, what I'm supposed to do. There are still many issues to tackle and thoughts to clear.
Call me lazy, call me laid back.
I'm not going to care because it's blissful to not.
Sometimes, escapism can be an idealism.
No?
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