Thursday, November 15, 2007

but i just like to dream, and that's not a crime.

music: flying high by jem

okay, i started off with alot to say. but sometimes having too much to say is not good. because you don't know where to start. so now, i don't really know what to say. but having started this blog entry, i thought i'd finish it.

last night i had a rather heated argument with someone that matters alot to me. and man, i was pretty pissed off. moreover it's probably the first time ever we've gotten so worked up over something, and it doesn't even quite concern us directly. it's alright now, i suppose.

things have been happening to people around me these few days.

i think ultimately, everyone has a child inside of them.
the difference is that some embrace that child, yet some have forgotten about that child, and some simply choose to ignore that child.

when we were little kids, we could always count on our parents to be our shield, to protect us from any harm that could possibly come our way. but as we grow older and become more independent, we start learning to fend for ourselves. we slowly start building our armour, our defences so that we will not be caught off guard and left wounded. some get hit harder than others and start building fortresses that creates an illusory impregnability, yet there are also those lucky ones that are never hit. and for a moment, you forget that child, that vulnerability, that need to be protected.

thing is, this child will always have a way of finding his or her way back to you. not one person can escape that. because ultimately, even with the shields, the armour, the fortress, we all know that behind all that is a child staring straight back at us--ourself.

where do you run to when the person you want to escape from is yourself?

Posted by STINKY @ 8:51 PM