Express

Express: Introduction

(Authors Note: I will edit this later, I finally got an idea!  HECK YES. I'm not really sure if it's going to be mature yet but if it is later on then I'll mark it. Anyways if you enjoyed, I'm glad :D)

There's always something that I keep looking for but it feels like it's out of my reach. Deep inside of me there's this feeling that burns like wildfire but I don't know what it is… And I wish I knew what it meant… It confuses me and messes with my mind everyday. I'm not sure if I can do anything about it yet I'm scared to try. I suppose it won't hurt to try…?

For the longest time, I remember having this feeling as a child but I never paid any attention to it. I only pushed it to the side and dealt with other things.

In my teenage years, the feeling became an idea but it was bury and I couldn't express it without making it confusing. I have told my parents but they sat there almost like it was bazaar idea, both have said “That is nonsense thinking.” That wasn't the answer I was expecting but at the time I didn't really care what people thought.

Now in my early twenties is where I am. I graduated college three years ago for my writers degree yet I haven't done anything because it seems like my ideas vanish in thin air. I'm waiting for them to come back but my mind plays games with me and tells me ideas and then they're gone. It's funny in a way yet it's not because I don't understand why it happens.

In the long run, I hope this would end so that I can be back on track. This might be some new adventure that is upon me. It seems clear now but very distanced away from me. I wonder why…. I wonder too much; most people have told me so, but it's worth it. It makes it more fun and valuable in life. I'd rather have silly ideas than boring ones. A lot of them talk about the same thing or some boring subject that you would get bored of.

Since I work at the library and the cafe. The cafe gets boring pretty quick because people go on about their day. Usually I'll nod but then I'll go into my imagination and forget what they were talking about. When I'm not working at the library or cafe, I like to walk to my special place which is the beach. Every time I go there and look out there, it's beautiful. I love how the waves run to the shore and even crash into one another. Each time you watch the water rushing up on the shore it's just amazing comforting site.

When I look ahead of me and I see the beautiful blue water, I feel like something that I been looking for is out there, like a person, or some weird object…. It's just nonsense I tell myself every time I think about it. As long as my idea than I'm fine. If it's not then I might have to see my physicist. I may be silly but I'd rather stay that way.

As long as I am myself, I will be fine.