Waiting...

Waiting...like I used to do before. It makes me think of that time I spent waiting for something similar to happen...that never did. Wish I just forget.

A big exclamation mark popped up from my mind today...how strange! I'm doing the same thing I once criticized. It's so hard to see from your perspective what others see from their perspective until you are put in the same situation. Sometimes, you will just do the same exact action they did that you were criticizing before...that you actually rejected. Other times, you will even act in a worse way. Yeah...believe me!

Am I expecting too much from all people surrounding me, including myself?

Once you are 30, you feel like you want to do so many things before it's too late...although it's never late. You never feel it's enough. You always need more and more. You become addicted to stuff like freedom, rebelliousness, ...and you become obsessed with some unusual stuff.

I don't know if I should hate how I am used to living alone, isolated from people, or love being that strong and independent.

Still waiting...

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