Sunday 12 February 2017

I begin.

Often I have sat for hours, thinking about work, people, home, studies. It's always something important, is'nt it?
It's always either about the future or the past or the current fad, the present.

It's all so very important, that we usually lose picture of what really should be. I'll try to give you a picture of what I mean.

What's important? The girl you saw leave the class abruptly. Her father died over the summer, yet she's sitting here. That teacher you made fun of when she got divorced, without knowing the years of domestic violence she was enduring. That fat boy who sent you a friend request; well he was the only one in the boy's hostel who stood up for you yesterday night, when even your boyfriend joined in on the fun of calling you a slut.

You have that overly clingy friend too? Oh, everyone has that one. The one that irritates you with their quirks and you wonder why you're friends with them in the first place!

Well, when your well to do friends will be too busy to return your calls in your time of need, he will open up his home to you. Because he has already opened up his heart for you and you're just too self-important to see that.

There are many important things in life. Those are the people we miss. The things we take for granted... So much, that we stop noticing them.

This blog is because of an idea out of my clingy friend, who thinks I write a bit all right. But I'll let everyone else be the judge of that.

Thank you for dropping by, I hope you look forward to seeing this one author go up in flames over unearthing secret secrets.