This is your life, are you who you want to be?

Are you? Some of us are. I definately am not.
Hold fast to your dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly. The greatest achievements were at first and for a time dreams.

I finally realise the reason for my neighbour's complians. Before, I thought why the hell couldn't they compromise since their kid played the piano. But the fact that their old, bedridden mother lives with them just came to my notice. She's in a stroke so she needs to be resting 24/7 and by resting she means peace and quiet throughout. Theres no compromise in that.

Can't help but think whats willing an old lady on the verge of death to carry on living. Where is she deriving her strength from? She's half alive. Would she be better off dead? She would no longer have to live in agony. Or was she already numb from all her calamities?
I'm only human.

Not being able to find the time to drum burns,
having my dreams hindered causes hemorrhage, and rapid uncoordinated twitching movements of the heart that causes a lack of pulse and circulation inducing a slow, arduous death.



The oak sleeps in the acorn.