Pursuing happiness.

Right now I am all of what I’m suppose to be,
I have all I’m supposed to want
and I’m doing what I’m supposed to like.


However that is not enough…


Can I be happy and still not be fulfilled?

Too tired...

I'm tired...

Tired of being everywhere and nowhere.

Tired of feeling, talking, being...

Tired of this place...

I just want to hide.

In a place I can just hear the silence.

Think, uniquely think!

I have the necessity to be alone,

so I can appreciate the presence of others.

I want to feel the quietness.

I need time to myself,

as I'm being absorbed by the world.




I'm just afraid that when I finally get that time to myself I will not want it any more.

What is more frightening is that I know that will happen.