Dream.
Learning to be in the media industry, I sorta had a vision of what my future would be like. Lots of mixers, events and socialization. Truth be told, I'm not quite happy about that. I've never been good around ppl. Good enough to feel comfortable that is. So when I was young, I learnt a very special trait. I learnt to shut ppl off. I stop listening to what ppl say, cos they could nv be of any concern to me. I stopped involving myself in what they do, and convinced myself I'm not a part of it. I would live in my own bubble. Even though I was there, I observed and looked at ppl like they were a part of a tv show. To which i became a very passive viewer. Sometimes these shows were comedies, other times soap operas, I mocked, laugh and cried but kept these comments to myself.
It has become a second nature, but as i grew older, i grew tired of it. But old habits die hard. As a motivation to get rid of this habit, I imagined my future. Filled with ppl, ppl who adored me, ppl i don't really know, also ppl that didn't really matter. That's not what i want. At least i realised it's not. After experiencing working life for a few weeks, I could not stop these doubts in my head. Is this really what I want? Working 9 hours a day editing videos for a guy who owns a film company, who is doomed to be at the whim of his clients. God i hope my boss doesn't see this. This is my dream? seriously? No way.
If I could choose the life i want, I don't need to be rich. I don't need to be one of those guys, with all the money in the world and no idea how to spend it cos i spend most of my life earning it. I just want a quiet spot somewhere, where the sun is always shining, the breeze keeps on coming and the grass sways with the wind. There I could make a living out of life itself.
I could write, make art of some kind, create some knick knack that makes life easier. I dunno, be someone that comes up with a good idea once in a while and have the city ppl work their ass off for it while i stay isolated in my nice little house up on a little hill collecting my paycheck with my patented creation. Now that's a dream.
On another note, this place looks interesting. Near my work place. Gonna check it out. A place called Drom store. It's a book store! I missed writing BTW.
It has become a second nature, but as i grew older, i grew tired of it. But old habits die hard. As a motivation to get rid of this habit, I imagined my future. Filled with ppl, ppl who adored me, ppl i don't really know, also ppl that didn't really matter. That's not what i want. At least i realised it's not. After experiencing working life for a few weeks, I could not stop these doubts in my head. Is this really what I want? Working 9 hours a day editing videos for a guy who owns a film company, who is doomed to be at the whim of his clients. God i hope my boss doesn't see this. This is my dream? seriously? No way.
If I could choose the life i want, I don't need to be rich. I don't need to be one of those guys, with all the money in the world and no idea how to spend it cos i spend most of my life earning it. I just want a quiet spot somewhere, where the sun is always shining, the breeze keeps on coming and the grass sways with the wind. There I could make a living out of life itself.
I could write, make art of some kind, create some knick knack that makes life easier. I dunno, be someone that comes up with a good idea once in a while and have the city ppl work their ass off for it while i stay isolated in my nice little house up on a little hill collecting my paycheck with my patented creation. Now that's a dream.
On another note, this place looks interesting. Near my work place. Gonna check it out. A place called Drom store. It's a book store! I missed writing BTW.