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So in my eventful lunch time of sitting all alone I wrote some sad ass shit.


There's only so many days we have left where we can do this. Where we can sit under a tree and enjoy just listening to the sounds that nature provides us. Nothing too loud and nothing too quiet... It's all just peaceful and there's something beautiful about that. Something beautiful about there being no you and me, there's just this moment and what we choose to take from this experience.

You want to know what motivates me? It's as simple as a three letter word, you. You motivate me to get things done and you inspire me to be more than I am because whats the point in being like this forever? What's the point in staying in a place that I hate, if I'm me, I don't have to be here. I can be wherever I want and I think that comforts me a little. Lets face it, I'm not going to be motivated by a teacher telling me I'm not going to amount to anything if I don't try because what are the chances that I'll amount to something anyway?

I know that these are fairly odd and that you in no way want them, but they comfort me because there's finally a way I can tell you that doesn't involve me breaking down.

So that's it. So this is you and this is me, separate people, united by a day under the trees.

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