She had always stayed true to herself, well-tried to as much as a human being can be. She never thought of herself as a particularly good person, neither bad. But she knew she was selfish, extremely at times.
Society told her that it was a bad thing, although she knew lots of selfish people. Things weren’t turning that bad for them, at least not in the short-term.
And the “now” was what she cared about.
She knew she was no pathologic liar. Yeah she could lie all right, nothing major but she knew she could. She needed to improve at that, to become a pro.
The title might sound a bit confusing, since we often read articles about:
Why people read? Why some of us love to read? Why should we read? What are the benefits of reading? And so on.
However I have never truly nor seriously explored the reasons why some people don’t read or don’t like to read.
I won’t list reasons such as lack of time, honestly that’s bulls*** . We all have very busy schedules, but some manage to find the time to read 50 pages/day and thinking of which, it’s not even that much to ask. So stop making up excuses, if you don’t like to, or don’t want to just say so, there is nothing wrong with it.
I have my moments as well, you know. But I get back from the hiatus, as I feel the urge to read again, as like my soul misses something essential to breathe and my mind feels poor and depleted.
Ok, then enough with me and straight to the point:
Let me explain, as I know it sounds absurd. In fact, I fully get what F.Kafka was aiming at when writing “Metamorphosis”, the poor Gregor, was literally transformed into an insect and he was banned from society and what’s worse disowned from his own family.
There are some of us that go all rough and tough, apparently fearless of loneliness saying: “We are born alone, we die alone what’s in the middle is a journey but in the end what matters is that we are alone!”
Well no, Meghan it’s not!!! Seriously, it’s been actually a lot since I wanted to share what I really think of the song, better to say about the content of the song.
It is ridiculous, and I know what you might think, there are like countless stupid, superficial songs out there, I certainly agree with you, thus in this very moment I can list hundreds of them, too many right? However this one, gets on my nerves! Really!
You know the irony? WHEN THIS SONG IS BEING PLAYED IN THE GYM! (It has happened!)
They say:”Dirty little secrets always come out!”. Now, truly don’t they? And the most important of all, noooow, don’t we all have some of those?
Despite, our efforts, sometimes walking in the sun and letting go of the dark side of the moon is really hard. We tend to find all kind of excuses and yet we get dragged again… Let’s face it, the dark is just an excuse itself, to justify our own behaviors…
So our cozy, comfortable, little rooms have those big, roomy closets, not for just our clothes to wear, but also keeping bodies and skeletons, don’t they?
I will keep it real short today, since my creative nerve is not feeling that creative. Nevertheless, today’s daily prompt, unquestionably leads to thinking the opposite. The predictable or how much we try to be able to predict, foresee, forecast then create and meet expectations, based on what the future shall be, accordingly.
At some point in our lives, we ask ourselves “What am I going to do with my life?”. Some of us ask that question at 18, 20, 25 or even later… don’t get me wrong here, not that age doesn’t matter (does it?), but that’s not the point.
Sooner you ask, better? Sooner you “know” better… right? Hmm… slow down buddies, it’s not as easy as it sounds; becaaauuuuuuse a long list of “if-s” comes straight forward knocking on the door.
Now I am 27 and I am still struggling to “know” what am I going to do “When I grow up?” Too young? A bit too late, maybe not to have figured it out yet? It’s never too late and I’ ve been told some stories about it (I will share, promise)
I must confess, firstly I am doing this for myself.