Dreams & Things missings.

Things I dream about it.


I feel like I came and grew up too fast, I feel like I need to enroll into another institution to make a firm group, to make sure they stick around when Im 40 years old.

Tomorrow Im going on another adventure with sherry moo!
How exciting.



That occasionally lows, and the occasionally feeling of being a tad confused and lost.
Plus, the occasionally misses of being there not here.
Of rewinding time, of making better efforts of holding people.
Of finding ways to be okay with this person,
to see in the mirror and like what i saw, both inside & out,
of being steadfast sure.
Maybe reading too much novels, gave me too much to imagine about,
that this world, suddenly seems to just be black and white.
Like, Im asking at every corner, " Is this it? "
Plus confronting what supposedly is my deepest fear,
the fear of , at the end of all this, scattering here and there,
to realize, Im nothing but ordinary.
Yeah, that's my fear, to wake up one day, to realize, Im ordinary.
There isnt anything wrong with that,
but sometimes your emotions never measures up to your logic.
I guess Im just too much stuck in the theory of The Grass Is Always Greener On the Other Side.

Why cant I just be happy, with how things are, with what i see in the mirror, with everything?
Contented, is the word Im looking for.
Find me .

Something is wrong somewhere.

Goodnight.