Ever woken up and looked out the window to see if the sun will bring you a good day? As if the sky decides your feelings because you can’t decide yourself. Ever laid wondering what you could be doing to make your life more exciting? Never conceiving of the possibility of actually DOING instead of wondering. Ever watched soap after soap, chat show after chat show? Shouting “get off your arse, you lazy fat bastard!” Never realising for a second you’re looking yourself in the mirror. Dream of $$$ and a swimming pool and tennis courts? But wouldn’t dare sweep streets for a buck, or serve your friends at Mc D’s. Too damn lazy to act, too quick to react to other’s mistakes. Can’t decide, yet so quick to judge other’s decisions. Life’s too short, don’t waste it dreaming of how good it could be. Make it happen.
Reason for writing:
note to self.
i spend far too much time dreaming, and not doing.
Birth sign: Leo
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