It all started when I was in high school. I gain friends and end up with having some enemies and then, I fell in love with a typical guy – a puppy love as they say. And then I started writing ideas that never have I expected I could be able to completely set as masterpieces of a simple high school student. Now, I’ve grown and suddenly I realized maturity sets in. “Is there a difference?”, I asked myself. And then I stammer again. “Of course it is obviously real that there is a big difference now”.
Those simple things which make me whole are those small things that will keep me breathing at the very end. So what’s the point of having this simple point of view? Well, I just want to pause for a moment. Reflect if I may and while I can be able to mesmerize what has been considered as my personal choices, dreams and wishful thinking. We all have this and that but have we really been into ourselves. How come some of the people we have seen around us seem to think of too many things? Well, maybe there are things to think about but will it be enough for that person to just think? Maybe act and do is the price of thinking and maybe not all of us put things into action.
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