"I wanna dance in the rain! Dance and shout at the same time when thunder roars so I and only I will know what ideas I uttered."
Months have past since my last my-own-view-of-the-world post in myBlog. Busy at work I guess. Okay pathetic reasons to a wanna be writer you may say. Or do I wanna really write for people? Who on earth is not busy nowadays? Got to squeeze all your sweat and blood to survive in our current world.
Simultaneously writing this post, I am chatting to a long time friend. Add on the music on my background by Christian Bautista. I love this feeling of being sad. Well when I say sad I mean something else by that. Nostalgic, breaking free, in love, happy, school days, people mixed into one...sad. I am not really the showy type of person who will shout out to a crowd in a busy pedestrian to have their attention just to announce something life changing in my life. That is why when I have this seldom moment, I grasp it. Makes me feel human and not a rock. That my internals are not mere body parts but something metaphysical.
Why do we need to do some things that we do not like doing anyway? Washing the dishes, circumcision (before your mind wonders, I am) , doing assignments, delivering a child, getting out of bed for work, getting along with not-so friends, new years resolutions, taking three shots of anti-Hepa vaccine, quitting our vices, savings...list goes on.
I can't really scribble all the reasons why. I just know that somehow at some point of doing so, a sense of fulfilment is a consolation we'll get in the end.
I wanna dance in the rain! Dance and shout at the same time when thunder roars so I and only I will know what ideas I uttered. I wanna be wicked. Be saint. Sane and insane. Curse! A sense of satisfaction in doing things that have remained blueprints in our mind.
Well just love doing this stuff called writing. You can be mean and villainous at the same time but your friends remain.
...I guess I'll just shout, "Happy 7th!"
