Sometimes, I feel like my life so far is just a prologue; an insignificant, small, singular chapter of something much bigger.
My life hasn't really kicked off yet. Everything and everyone I know now will eventually fade into the background, making up a tiny part of my life I'll probably not remember soon, or matter to anyone.
Every little part of my life so far has been for a specific purpose; whether that is to pass a test or to gain acceptance with my peers, so I can survive the teenage years without killing myself and make it to the fun of real life. It's almost like when you start playing a game, and it teaches you all the basics; like X for hit and O for jump and all that.
Not that my life's in anyway hard or difficult; in fact its really quite amazing. It just feels like I am working for something that I cant quite specify; something liquid and elusive.
S'laters Diary.
My life hasn't really kicked off yet. Everything and everyone I know now will eventually fade into the background, making up a tiny part of my life I'll probably not remember soon, or matter to anyone.
Every little part of my life so far has been for a specific purpose; whether that is to pass a test or to gain acceptance with my peers, so I can survive the teenage years without killing myself and make it to the fun of real life. It's almost like when you start playing a game, and it teaches you all the basics; like X for hit and O for jump and all that.
Not that my life's in anyway hard or difficult; in fact its really quite amazing. It just feels like I am working for something that I cant quite specify; something liquid and elusive.
S'laters Diary.
