A lot of stuff has happened... Where did I run off to?
I wanna go back to India.
I wanna go back to friends.
I wanna go back to love.
It is late again, I am behind again, and I have the feeling of not caring again.
Why am I here? at North Texas? In this world? The world is SO big, shouldn't I be somewhere else? or at least exploring?
I have tried to form my daily life to things that I enjoy doing and this is what I got so far...
UNT Baseball team, UNT Percussion Ensembles(Afrocuban, Brazilian, African, South Indian), Ultimate Frisbee at least 2 times a week, Concerts at least once a week, what else?
The only "real" class I have is a 3 hour Spanish class on Tues/Thurs, everything else is ensembles and online classes.
Even still, sometimes I just don't want to be here. I dont want to be committed to all of this. I don't want these responsibilities. I want the freedom to just get up and go. That freedom that you feel when you drive aimlessly, just passing time, wasting gas, not having something to do in your agenda, but just time to kill and you choose to do it driving.
Part of me is the same, part of me is different... some of me wants to change, some of me doesn't. Sometimes I like it, sometimes I don't.
God, where did I run off to?
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