not going home

frostier / Thoughts, Rants and Musings / , / 0 Comment

***Dated 27/9/2009 Post***
This year around I made up my mind. I’m not going home. That’s where my shelter is. To what I have become and to what I used to like being a part of. Time have changed. Changed me from one to the other.

For the past 4 years I turned up for I shared the same passion with this family. When my direction changed, it seems going back will be awkward. Finally I feel that it seems to be an utopia for me. When I no longer breathe the air they breathe. I no longer speak the lingo they speak. I chosen what the commoners choose. The road that is taken. It is safer that way. Everyone is taking it. There is no need to feel shortchanged. It just easier that way. Really it does. Being part of the average people is. Nothing extreme. Very comforting.

[Delayed post] Yet then again, the statement from him playing in mind. “You never believe in yourself that you can be great” Something like accepting to be mediocre. Mundane.

I want something else to get me through this. Seriously. I do.
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