Running out…
I guess lately I’ve been running out of inspiration, or maybe it wasn’t inspiration at all, maybe it was just the mere fact that lately I’ve used this as the backbone of my emotional self. You never know. I think I will kindly disagree, maybe, yes… I have taken potential advantage of how my mind was twisting and turning for the past weeks that I’ve found myself more inspired, but I must have something else. Hahaha!… Actually, even this has some sort of truth behind it, is just that I’ve found myself quite busy, thats good stuff.. But sometimes it might be misinterpreted. 
I’ve been wanting some peace of mind, and I guess, slowly but surely, I’ve been getting it. In the past I used to think that I had to have it all. Sadly, I’ve learned that I dont have to be a greedy little bastard, I say sadly because I guess, I should’ve never thought in the way I did. I get what I deserve, just like everyone else. Because if not, I will turn into someone that I wont even like. Something like that happens, and I guess I will start living in some misery. Luckily this is more an analysis than a real situation.
People should know, I should know… That if you have a rotten core inside, and somehow you are able to turn into an intoxicating person, you should check yourself. You should’ve learned by now, and if you dont have any fears of what’s behind you can glide yourself out of that rotten core, become not-intoxicating, and know that you dont need to have it all to be happy.
In my case, though, I am more than happy with what I have: A great family, the best of friends, a hell of a good job! and peace of mind.
Maybe, again… just maybe… I’ve never ranned out of inspiration… I just got lost in the oblivion for a second, and came back, in enough time to know that everything is part of something we call… ‘growing up’.
Do you like that? If there’s something getting in the way… just take it out of the way, live a little and be happy… life goes on.
Now, if you dont mind…
nagh
