Mumbles. My mumbles. I mumble a lot.

That moment in life.

When you feel like you live to serve others, or to fulfill expectations of not your own, but those other than you. And then being told what to do.

The belief is the majority hates the idea mentioned above. Admittedly, some prefers it, for they are of the opinion that it simplifies matters. The harsh reality is not many took it upon themselves to alter the reality. And sadly, many more are powerless, unable to change the situation, despite them wanting badly to.

There exists a fine line between being told what to do, and being guided there. An argument that some needs the autocratic feeling, is hereby justified. Yet, unfair it still is (much like many more concepts that exist in the world).

If there is any point that one could his finger on the solution, is maturity. And one blames it upon himself that he shows the lack thereof, or perhaps wrongly showing what he thought was his idea of "maturity". The bitter pill and humble pie, again, swallowed.

Impression. Of your own towards others.