gniyhop's

why is it that i'm worried that i'm starting to enjoy this routine i've eased myself into?

whatever happened to those careless dreams about traipsing across the world and my far-flung ambitions?

such thoughts still pay a visit sometimes, but only fleetingly. mindsets inevitably evolve with age, and as for now, it feels as if nothing would make me content.

i wish i have the courage to just drop everything, and pursue what i've been yearning for.

who to determine what i want anyways?

me

who will benefit anyways?

me

who to judge my feelings anyways?

me