Saturday, August 29, 2009

How weird. Blogger's html gotten so fuzzy,
the moment I decided to write a post.
After a long, long time. 20. Is my number.
It's a number which indicates a crossroad,
that I couldn't spend another decade moving
along, skip and slip and worm my way through.
Think it's not going to work any longer.

There are many people in life whom I care a
lot about. Friends or family, I'm ready to
give it all. I'll not want to be lacking in
the care or concern, only to stretch the
extra mile for their ease and comfort.
I truly care. I'm not in my own world. Rather,
I'm far from mine, too absorbed in others.
I need to start chasing after my elusive dreams.

So I'd realised a few things. The kind of care
and concern may not necessarily be significant
to them. So should they see it this way, they
wouldn't see so much in me. It does discourage
me somehow. Whether or not, how I'm feeling or
doing, is worth it. To some, I come with
evil schemes up my sleeves and filled with
malicious intent, a ripe harvest from my
misunderstood breeding. In your eyes, I'm the
antagonist. In my eyes, I'm misunderstood.

Do I need to seek to be understood correctly?
Or should you do the seeking? Or maybe I'm
just expecting a blind person to see again.
Maybe it's really impossible.

Can't wait to start cleaning animal shelters.
dimwit at 8/29/2009 11:37:00 PM