Do something.

[expresspost]

Sure there are people that have right things happen to them all the time.
They win the lottery on their first shot.
They write a best seller over night.
They date all the most beautiful people.

They are smart. Pretty. Funny. Rich. Thin. Etc.
And we hate them.

Pianos fall on us regular people's heads.
We get fat, lonely, and lame.

And a lot of us sit

Comments

The anonymous who is Lo as opposed to the anonymous who is not.

[anonymous]

I did this, too. I went across the ocean. Now I'm in Europe wishing I could be back home. I'm getting stuff done... a lot of stuff, actually. Not all of it what I wanted to get done, or at least what I had planned to get done. But it's something. It's more than that, actually. I'm doing and have done more than what most people want to do and get done by the time they're... nearly twenty? And it's still not enough. I don't know if it ever will be.

[thestoryline]

It's not so easy for some of us. The doing part, not the wanting-to. Well, the wanting-to, also

[secretconcierge]

I am one of those people who wishes and dreams and makes endless excuses. Sometimes I pretend/believe that I am one of those lucky people, and that my time just has not come yet, but I will get mine. Though the older I get, the more faith I am losing in that little delusion.

For a while, I believed that I was blessed and protected and I was the kind of person incredibly lucky things happened to.

For a while I believed I was a victim, that everything bad happened to.

Now I feel like neither. I just feel kind of disillusioned and blah. I am trapped in one of those ruts right now, and needed to read something like this. I really do need some motivation and a kick in the pants in the right direction.