Why does it all seem so repetitive? This river that flows through, the road that seemingly never ends, passing by the continuous road markings and traffic signs in a relaxing blur.
A path that is has to be travelled despite having a destination that I have mxied feelings towards.
These school years too. Study life is something that I have savoured too long, with a flavour that I know the taste of too long.
The holidays are the same too. Exciting and something to look forward to in the beginning, with no reason that I could put in words. It starts to get boring later, with a force pulling me to long for a change, in the form of the next semester. Strange enough, I know this change is nothing new to me, and yet I would long for it.
Fear, hope, uncertainty... all this adds up to what I feel about this change I seem to long for.
It would probably be like the rest, having six to seven modules with a project for almost every one. And a time where I would be juggling them along with assignments and asessments.
I know of this cycle too well, and have grown weary of it somewhat. Then there is National Service, University and work, before finally death.
And no matter what deviation there is, it basically remains the same. Even variation becomes predictable and tiring.
I wish I knew where I could find my lost inspiration and passion, and how I could live my life to which I could fully put it in.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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