Feel

I’ve been refusing to write for a long time now, making silly excuses for not doing it, but today I woke up decided to finish with the apathy and to write what I feel.

Sometimes life makes me jokes and confuses me, time worries me and future dazes me, promises and possibilities suffocate me and every now and then the pressure is so strong it won’t let me breathe.

Once in a while I lose myself, I get sick of the world and feel like a caged bird, but most of the times I am the one that locks the cage. I am of those people that need to be on constant movement, new people, new situations, new challenges, otherwise life becomes monotone and I just want to go away. I am a free soul that only commits in few occasions, but when I do it’s fully and bluntly in body, mind and soul, but if they try to retain me or impose me anything I will escape as fast as possible.

Most of the times I change my mind dizzily, but when an idea grows roots in my mind it’s almost impossible to remove it and I would defend it to death. I am fickle and stubborn. Sometimes even pride and I usually take it out of my problems with the people I love. I’m extremist and occasionally exaggerated, but in the extremes I find my balance.

Life seems to me abstract and beautiful, and the threads of fate are fascinating to me. Sometimes I feel like I live inside of a book, that everything is already written and that even if sometimes I don’t understand some things, they always have a reason to be. Who we are today is just a reflection of past lives, we are always the same person but improved.

I don’t know which the point of this post is, actually I don’t think it has one. But that’s how life is, we don’t have to always understand it, we just have to live it.