Creed

Saturday, July 30, 2011 § 5

Go on. Ask me how I'm doing.

I shall then answer "I'm absolutely hating my life right now,". To which I'll answer you with the biggest smile I could carve on my face.

I'm at the point where I have to constantly feed myself words of encouragement that has no absolute guarantee whatsoever, things like "It will all be alright, everything will turn out fine; it's hard now but it'll get easier for you later in the future,". Words that I know is far-fetched from reality, though without it I would sadly, drive myself insane. Sweet words that more or less fell from the sky, much like a politician's promise.

I wouldn't say I'm on the verge of insanity. That would be preposterous. So far I am doing mostly average. But it's like seeing that signboard that says "Plaza Tol Sungai Besi 2km". You know you're not there yet, but you know the road that you're on leads you to it.

Crazy life.

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