All along my life I realise I actually spent more time thinking about the next step I should take rather than actually putting in acting my thoughts.
Random words now come up in my mind asking me if this is the fear that my mom assumed that I feel of facing the mysterious future.
I try always to be one step ahead of the next challenge that might pop up at any time but in the end it all seems to turn upside down making me face the consequences of my none actions taken.
I desperatly look for many locked door while the open door are right in front of my eyes...
Why am I not taking them?
Is that "Passion" of searching the impossible? Or is just I never trust the easy ways to go up in life and get somewhere and be who my age has been requiring?
So complited to understand our fate. We don't acutually chose our path but in my point of view destiny is control by our decisions.
I seem to not trust myself. Everything I do I fear always what it might comes after!
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