Wednesday, June 17, 2009
The world is being engulfed by an overwhelming sense of discontent.
Wasted youths, wasted lives.
I don't think any one knows where it began or where it started growing. But it looms larger and larger in every classroom across the globe, in every loveless marriage, in every angst filled song. What is is we despise? Is it life itself? I see no reason to hate the minutes I've been given or the air I breathe. And though you may swear by it, neither do you. Unlock the fear of embracing every moment. Tighten the loose screws and hinges of your existence. Life's not half bad if you don't spend all your time resenting it. Use the time you're given wisely.
Once it's gone, you can never get it back.