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SPACE SONG



Time as we know it or maybe we’ve been told a couple of million times is that “Time waits for no man”. But why shouldn’t time wait for me though? Why do I have to figure out everything before a certain time and if I don’t then I’ll spend lots of time in regret. I’ve been told by no one but there’s this constant voice in my head that echoes, “You are not ambitious enough” but what it doesn’t know is that I am planning to be.

Ambition is a strong desire to achieve something. So I’d be right to say that I am ambitious to find out what I am truly ambitious about. I don’t know what path to take and it's really messing up with my feelings lately. I know I said that we all have a path to follow and we will get to know it but I still feel as though I need to know it now. Most of my peers seem to have their shit together and here I am writing to my beloved readers hoping one of them will comment on an idea of what I should try.

I don’t know how many of us feel this way but them that feel as though they’ve plateaued in their lives have this constant thorn on their side that seems to dig deeper into their conscience. Yes, I hate the fact that I still don’t know what path to take but at the same time I have time to watch movies and enjoy people’s hard work. It makes me happy when I imagine myself as a character and maybe by the time I get to the 47th minute I’ll finally meet my antagonist and boom I now have a rough idea of what I need to do. Aaaargh or maybe I need to re-watch that Doc. Who episode where Van Gogh hits a wall and is taken to the future to his gallery. (I need to know what the author is doing with this chapter, it's pretty frustrating but enjoyable at the same time… But mostly frustrating)

I fill my days with reading manga (Japanese comic books for the guys at the back), music and maybe reading a few blogs in order to try and perfect my art but I’d like to try something else and be more than I think I am. Maybe I should try running but I hate exercising but I want to be well built so that I can also throw hands with this thing called life but I still have time. I’m still young, “Ujana ni Moshi” and maybe it’s a lie that it is but let me take my time before I light my fire.

I really had no end goal whilst writing this; I just heard this fire song by Beach House called Space Song and decided you all deserved this piece. Now peace, love, and have you tried those buns with sim-sim sprinkles. They are to die for!!

 

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