I am really tired of life. Pulling and tugging me from all directions, always changing. And hate being the arrow that follows the moving target. Every time reinventing myself, buiding a new sheet of armor, treading the water with caution and trying my best to fit in. Two words sum it up: It Sucks!
Everyone think is such a bloody brilliant opportunity: bathing in the sun, swimming in the Gulf, to be something new, better, able to have a chance to start over. Isn't it just amazing? Well the answer is No! Because no matter how hard you try, when ever you pack up, you always leave. But the miracle is that you will find new love, make new friendships, create new memories, and enjoy new happiess. Now you might be wondering: "What's the matter with this bloke? She already gets it! Why is she complaining?" You would be right, I do get it, but I really don't want to except it. Because it will always be different, varying a little, never repeating, like the decimals in π (pi=3.1415926.....)
And everytime you say goodbye, you will finally realize the mistakes, trouble, and mess that you could have, should have, would have fixed. Meaning you are too late.