24th November 2009
I will give some time for this sepia-toned waking up to end. Winter is colder than I can bear. It is true what they say, never underestimate the weather. It can bite you hard before you know it.
But life is short, and I need more than waking up courageous to make decisions. I can't walk on frosty veneer with the great of grace when I struggle to even find the right shoe. The right shoe, the one defined by people around me, has dragged me this far believing that it could not be anything else.
The roads are slippery, I know. Most of the lot do not want me to kill the grace; slip and fumble, the lot I greatly dear. And another would find amusement in the murder, nothing much anyone could do.
I have chosen my own shoe. Hunches and voices should tell me it is hard for anyone I love could digest. The hearts were stabbed and crushed, and they bleed silently. I had to do it, for mine has long lost and I want it back.
I don't think I have to pick myself up, because I am descending to ascend, not slipping and be sent.
Nothing will ever be the same again, I try not to think much about. Walking on in silence; each of us deep in thought. That is uncomfortable, but I need to hold tight.
Dream, passion is a state of mind. People raised the glass of their success of defacing their dreams and passion trying to make me feel inadequate unless I live their dream. From all available surface, things look too good to be true and I've never allowed to answer back.
I have failed to see how standing on top gracefully could be satisfying when I actually wanted to sit down calmly, to do things I have always wanted to do.
I could tell my children that daddy had given it a go. But nothing could daddy do when it was not daddy's dream anymore.
Daddy was young and stupid, and daddy was old and wise.
Apple over orange, a turnaround. The decision is both hard and easy. But life is not just about climbing up the ladder people erected for me. I have dragged the man long enough, and it is time to set him free.
People either love me or hate me, or they don't really care and it is easy to stand up anonymously.
Today, I have decided to finally put a face to a name, and a name to a face. I know when the time comes to leave, I just have to walk away quietly and don't make any fuss.
So I officially quit doing medicine today for a simple and complicated reason - I have a dream and I want it back.
im right at ur back bro. good luck. chase ur dream bro