My thoughts might be way too shallow, my rides might be way too short, my projects might be way too simple, my plans might be way too obvious, my dreams might be way too trivial. All I know is that something is not adequate. There can be more to "life" than numbness, sadness, suffering, inertia and entertainment!
Experience. Venture. Adventure. Persistence. Just to name a few elements I crave. How to get all that? Even a tiny trace of such brilliance would be enough to at least remember how it feels to be alive. As long as there are so many roads to take and so little seen before, how can one decide where to go and how long to persevere? Am I missing out on something if I stay on this path? Is the grass greener over there? Or maybe over there?... And thus I keep on twitching from one side to another, giving up ahead of time to cut the losses short, but without knowing what awaits just a little bit further. Sometimes it gets to the point of spinning in circles, each round drilling a little bit deeper.
Howbeit I doubt there is a better manner. I insist and persist to avoid petty and feeble-mindedness.
