i dont write. i never have. i am known for my abilities in science and maths - never poetry or writing. although, when i do inevitably have to write for some given reason at school, i got top marks. i guess it's luck, or maybe something special.
but sometimes, i begin to sonder. everyone's lives are so intricate, yet we cannot begin to imagine the depth of what we see. everyone has their own problems.. why do mine seem so much bigger? i have decided that the past will be the past; but it doesn't seem that way to my mind. the past is suddenly the future and i'm reliving it constantly, like a broken record or a video buffering. i'm standing still. but why?
it is said that god gives his battles to his strongest soldiers. i never understood that quote. i am not strong, yet i seem to be on the battlefield constantly. fighting problems, not just my own.
i doubt anyone has gotten this far in reading this chapter. if you have, well done. you officially have fallen into the wormhole that is the human mind.
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