I have been meaning to update for a while but my means always manage to fail me somehow. It's either due to the extent of my memory or the limit of the few values I possess, as a person.
Adventure. I won't deny being an adventurous human but I must omit the possibilities from my thoughts every day because of the responsibilities I bear. The temptation, my pleasure and impulse will always surpass my sensibilities no matter what. It's a surprise I'm still alive. I have mentioned this in... I don't know..hmm... every single one of my text posts on this blog all up till this one. The impulse is still there and the urge is getting stronger, I won't lie.
I want someone as adventurous as I am. I want unplanned road trips. I want a late night adventure. I want a two-hour, casual conversation in a silent room. I want to hug someone when I feel pain. I want to hug someone so tightly that I can see the pain fade away, even for a moment when I hold them, in their eyes. I want to no longer be confined by definitions, judgments, rules, and what can be.
I know nobody likes a said-before (many times) rant, but I cannot deny what I feel. And I cannot deny the things I write. As you, anyone, is reading this, I need you to know that I am not typing what you are reading. My inner demons are. My feelings are.
It's gotten to a point when I genuinely no longer care if it's something bad that happens. If it's adventure, I'm fucking in. Give me a fight and I'll say hello.
Hello.
Adventure. I won't deny being an adventurous human but I must omit the possibilities from my thoughts every day because of the responsibilities I bear. The temptation, my pleasure and impulse will always surpass my sensibilities no matter what. It's a surprise I'm still alive. I have mentioned this in... I don't know..hmm... every single one of my text posts on this blog all up till this one. The impulse is still there and the urge is getting stronger, I won't lie.
I want someone as adventurous as I am. I want unplanned road trips. I want a late night adventure. I want a two-hour, casual conversation in a silent room. I want to hug someone when I feel pain. I want to hug someone so tightly that I can see the pain fade away, even for a moment when I hold them, in their eyes. I want to no longer be confined by definitions, judgments, rules, and what can be.
I know nobody likes a said-before (many times) rant, but I cannot deny what I feel. And I cannot deny the things I write. As you, anyone, is reading this, I need you to know that I am not typing what you are reading. My inner demons are. My feelings are.
It's gotten to a point when I genuinely no longer care if it's something bad that happens. If it's adventure, I'm fucking in. Give me a fight and I'll say hello.
Hello.
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