3/03/2011

Finding Myself

It's March and spring begins. The sun warms, the sky is light when I wake up - winter is gone.
So, with listing to "Gone" by Melody Gardot I will stop regetting winter.
Maybe.


Something happens. Inside me. Decisions.

made by me
I started thinking of it because of a - yes, in which relationsship are we actually?
Well, he is a class mate. But this whole course is more like a familiy... - I think I could say that he is a friend.
I hope so.

He does his own thing. He does what he likes, realizes his dreams, plans, talents. He is (more or less) open about that. He has his own website, his own Facebook and MySpace website and acceptance.

And I will deal with it like him.
That's a part of my life and you get me just with this. If you don't like it - sorry, your pigeon.

But the problem with the acceptance is: He makes music. And I write.
Making his own music is cooler than writing his own stories for today's society.
(I watched a TV programme where the presenter seached on the streets for things someone can do which other ones can't do. A man said "I write books" and left. Her answer to the camera was: "Well ... a little bit boring ..."
I could kill her. I really could kill her.)

Why do I think about that? If somebody didn't like what I'm doing, he/she/it could leave! I'm rarely egoistic, so now I can be!

I AM WHO I AM!

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