The title of this post says it all. I've live this whole week so... unexpectedly . There were some random things, mood swings on the period, and just a bit shocked to my dear self. The emptiness of I-don't-know-what has troubled me lately. The thought of being disappear approached, but no, I cannot. I was kind of excited, but exhausted at the same time. Deadline keeps haunting, tasks going crazy. Little things also decorated my mind. I'm bedazzled with anxiety. I feel like I'm in a rush, there's something inside me running fast from head to toe, driving me nuts to do things unusual. Hopefully I can manage myself survive swimming in a pool of honey poison.
I asked the wind, how should I be? And the clouds just staring, giggling with the sky as bright as you in the shade of blue. The wind didn't answer, but pray. It's natural, humans' feelings, all things happened for reasons. I'm (trying) enjoying the journey, hey! Everyday I get myself a good luck, to win something important. I'm having conversations with the character I live, every second of my life. I'm out of my cave and go running, wilding, get growing.
Do you like to count the ants in your mind? It stings a bit, but good to sharpen your counting skills. How many faces you've met? What kind of tornado you've been dealing with? Are you satisfied by the earth? Does the sun and the moon brighten up your day? But don't ever try to count what you got in life, you can't. You received a lot. We should've known from the beginning.
Inhale, exhale.
Especially yesterday, yesterday's very unexpected. It was day 183.
It's Dallas Clayton
I asked the wind, how should I be? And the clouds just staring, giggling with the sky as bright as you in the shade of blue. The wind didn't answer, but pray. It's natural, humans' feelings, all things happened for reasons. I'm (trying) enjoying the journey, hey! Everyday I get myself a good luck, to win something important. I'm having conversations with the character I live, every second of my life. I'm out of my cave and go running, wilding, get growing.
Do you like to count the ants in your mind? It stings a bit, but good to sharpen your counting skills. How many faces you've met? What kind of tornado you've been dealing with? Are you satisfied by the earth? Does the sun and the moon brighten up your day? But don't ever try to count what you got in life, you can't. You received a lot. We should've known from the beginning.
Inhale, exhale.
Especially yesterday, yesterday's very unexpected. It was day 183.
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