I can't write my essay because I have nothing much to write about
I can't go to the gym because I might end up getting fever the next day
I can't get a better job because my profile as of now is ***k**
I can't be happy because I am 25, my job sucks , I don't know what I want, how am I supposed to be happy?
ya I have gotten very good at this , to the point that I am slowly running out of excuses.Small bursts of inspiration hit me here and there but then relapses have been inevitable.Today , something hit me so hard. I don't know if it's sympathy or inspiration or pity but it turned me inside out, It moved me to tears. It wasn't a picture of a malnourished child begging for food or video of a foot ball coach shouting at the top of his voice to inspire his team.This one is much stronger because it was personal. Cheers to the jolt , I am going
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