the thing is i don't know what i want to say anymore.
i'm not into anything.
i haven't fought for anything but i always had something to talk about.
about Orientalism, consumerism, war and environmental problems etc.
i still think about some of them
but i don't know whether i can or want to talk about these.
neither there is any who wants to listen to these.
then i only focus on my life.
actually it's difficult enough to deal with.
i can't see how i'd be tomorrow.
or next year.
i hope things but never sure these can happen.
i think become more dependant on the word 'happen' than any other words.
like a bomb dropped next to my garden.
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