Tom Odell - Another Love
Today I
realized I don't wanna grow up. I believe being 20 is when you get the most
confused - at least I'm more confused than I've ever been. There's a time when
you wanna do everything and nothing at the same time, to be able to make your
own decisions, but still be protected if you fall. I'm assuming this is that
time. I feel like somebody is expecting me to make up my mind already and
become a flippin' grown-up. Someone said, the first 40 years of childhood are
the hardest. I'd give that man a beer, even if I don't make my own money yet,
so that means my parents would buy it. Why do you always have to think about
whether you've made the right choice? I don't wanna choose. It's funny how
people constantly feel like they need to do the right thing, but what is the
right thing to do anyway?
Why do we hurry so much to grow
up when we are young, to get and adult? We make everything in a hurry like life
is chasing us. In fact, we're chasing life. We either live in the past or in
the future, but we forget that all we have is now. I believe everything has its
own age, we can't really twist and turn things like we've invented the cycle of
life, but at least we can adapt in our own manners. Anyhow, I'm starting to
feel like I ain't gonna live forever, but I will let myself just this once to
feel like forever is right now, like everything is how it's supposed to be,
like I don't have to make a choice just now. Like I'm not confused, just happy
I've come so far.
"Right
now we are alive and in this moment I swear we are infinite."-Charlie
Happy first year anniversary!
Rudimental - Waiting All Night
I find
rudeness in people very disturbing. It doesn't hurt to be nice once in a while.
Hell, if anything, this makes you feel better about yourself
and implicitly, more likable as a human being. I think we're losing our
common sense little by little every day. We burst out at people we don't know
when we have a bad day and possibly changing their mood into worse for no
reason. That's true, we are mood changers. There is no law that gives us the
right to mess up others' life, yet we do that everyday more
so unconsciously. We play our own little games by our own rules
made loosely, we sneakily get under people's skin, we walk in and out
of their lives like we own them and we don't even care enough to realise it. I
don't always see the bad in people, but i can get a pretty decent sense of it
when appropriate..blame it on female intuition. Some say that you should
not overestimate one's kindness so you won't get delusional. The thing is,
you will get delusional anyhow. People will surprise you in the most unexpected
ways. Life is like a big Kinder Surprise, tasty and tempting on the outside,
but mysterious and obscure on the inside(yah, I didn't like all the
toys in it).
Have
you ever wondered why good things don't come easy? I have and haven't got and
answer so far. Why do you have to work so hard for a little bite of happiness,
but messed up things come so easily? I'd say, it's more challenging this way. I
truly believe that everyone that crosses our brutally short and uncertain life
will teach us something, anything. There's no one I've met(and I've met quite a
few) that haven't left me with an impression - bad, good, awful,
whatever. This just made me reconsider my position, reevaluate my personality,
compare myself with them. It's funny how we like to compare ourselves with the
others like the only fact we are all humans(I apologize to those who compare
themselves with animals and/or vampires) gives us any sense of similarity in
thinking or behaving in the slightest. People are so predictable, they act
so alike in certain situations, yet after hundreds of years of research and
evolution, we came to the conclusion that we understand only 10% percent of how
our brain really works. A certain fact is that I've seen strong people go weak
in a second and pitiful ones rise and shine like a newborn child.
We
don't know what tomorrow has in store for us, how our lives will twist and
turn. We just have to try discovering ourselves, our purposes, our reason to be
here, but this will happen only by changing the course of some other journeys.
So, while we do that without hesitation and remorse, why do we leave dirt after
we clean?
