Sometimes life can take you places you never thought you’d go. Sometimes you grow weary of its never-changing extremes. More downs than ups, then more ups than downs. Shifting slowly, quickening pace, and then completely freezing in time. Your dreams begin to seem out of reach, but still you hope for the best. Hope is really all we have. Hoping the world will somehow turn its cold shoulder and shed some warmth on your ideas. Hoping you won’t fuck up again and you’ll make it, that in the end everything will work out and you’ll be happy. The overall factor that we cannot ignore in life is this; the human spirit is always evolving, always moving towards something else.

The mind is always aching for self identity, self worth, and trying to find peace. We find things to take up our time whether it be idle conversations, staring blankly through a TV screen, or just being with other people. We try to make time go faster when in reality it is already and always going faster than we can imagine. We do this because we don’t want to think about what we’re not achieving, or what we’re not doing right. We convince ourselves there’s always more time. And sadly but surely we fill up our tiny moments in existence with meaningless babble of how it could’ve been. Once we find the time to ponder on our thoughts, and dig through entire libraries of dreams we begin to wonder why we busy ourselves with meaningless tasks. We begin to think there’s more to life than being ants working everyday for a colony that is not even worth the trouble. And soon enough we begin to detach ourselves from the day-to-day routine of nothing and we start to live our lives with passion. Our real selves shine through the gray outline that society has drawn for us. Our wings finally open to its full span and we fly to escape. We start to live!