Running away with myself
Why, tonight, am I cursed by racing thoughts?
I want to love my life, love my job, live my little life.
But I can't stand feeling so mundane, so watered down, so simple.
I'm tired of feeling like the rat race and this run-of-the-mill-ness is holding me down. I want to run far away. I want live simply, peacefully, tumultuously in love with the world around me. I feel very trapped in this obligation to put my education to good use, or something like that.
Have I been programmed to believe that I need to be taught life's lessons by school teachers so much so that I've never ventured out of my cozy little box. When do I start taking the risks needed to say that I've lived my life to its fullest?
I want to love my life, love my job, live my little life.
But I can't stand feeling so mundane, so watered down, so simple.
I'm tired of feeling like the rat race and this run-of-the-mill-ness is holding me down. I want to run far away. I want live simply, peacefully, tumultuously in love with the world around me. I feel very trapped in this obligation to put my education to good use, or something like that.
Have I been programmed to believe that I need to be taught life's lessons by school teachers so much so that I've never ventured out of my cozy little box. When do I start taking the risks needed to say that I've lived my life to its fullest?