Sometimes I think people just ought not to have us, because they cannot grip such a high level of pledge and altruism. Because they know they cannot match it and hence they imagine ignoring it. But somewhere, even they know that with each passing day they are becoming smaller and smaller. They cannot accept it, but they cannot ignore it, either. And then they chose to ignore the people who make them feel bitter about themselves. The best way could be to remove the animosity and become the one they fear of. But that requires a high amount of bravery and the highest amount of selflessness; and the path is certainly not easy. So, they choose the easier one. They stop looking at the people, they know, they can never turn into.
I write a lot, which keeps me off the streets and out of trouble. There is always something to write about, always a new story to craft. Not writing, for me, is like trying to hold back a sneeze. Learning to write was the most powerful influence in my life. I can still remember the awe I felt when I realized I could put real words onto paper and tell out a story. From that first ‘a-ha’ moment I knew I wanted to write.
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