Have you ever thought of what you’d be when you grow up and where you are now?
I’ve always wanted to be an inventor. Now I invent forms every day.
…It’s not the same.
Don’t even know how to begin. If only I have the finesse to complete something. I appear to be too lazy to do so. Just because I can’t vision the how-to.
Really sounds stupid.
Note to Self: Actually while finding the nearest image to the message above, I found another one that is almost shattering myself right now – with precision – as below. I can’t even explain how the two relate. Maybe I am just feeling unhappy with work…
I need to dream again. Drift off from where I am now.