I often catch myself staring off into space. Gazing at the white puffy clouds as they slowly make their way past me. Watching the trees in the distance sway from side to side. I often think about what's on the other side. Is it another life? Is my dad over there waiting for me? Is it a safe, seemingly less chaotic world? My emotions would always take over as I daydreamed of what life would be like if it took a different direction. If I were on that side of the world instead of the side I'm on.
I'm often told "I'm always in my own world." And sometimes, I think about just that. Being somewhere where only I'm allowed to go. A world all for me. A world I wouldn't have to share with anyone else. A world where I could be proud to be myself. Somewhere where judgements wouldn't exist.
I can only dream, huh?
Steady staring at the clouds I start to miss the good points in my life that aren't here for me to reminisce on anymore.
I think about a lot of things when I daydream. Things I'm afraid to share with some people. Most people.
Even the ones I love the most.
Things they wouldn't necessarily agree with.
But, throughout the years of daydreaming, there's always a few things my mind always resorts back to when I get lost in the bright narrowing clouds...
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Non-Fiction𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝐻.𝐼.𝑀's 6th novel is an anthology of life. In this novel you'll see the author skate his unique life-like imagination through 4 different scenarios all to reveal a triumph or demise in each. In this novel he pays homage to his d...
