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They told me that decisions are for people who can think maturely. I told them they were wrong.
Just because, now, I have to choose between six years of martial arts and one year of formal discourse doesn't mean I can't weigh the costs and benefits of this choice.
Decisions are meant. Decisions are fought for.
Decisions are more than made. They are lived. Wholeheartedly.
Maybe it IS wrong to think of these things from time to time, but honestly...it's part of being human.
-I believe I can fly~-
"Stop thinking!"
I had to stay focused. The lights were switched off. My teacher sat in the far end of the stage.
She told me that I had to stop thinking while playing the piano.
She didn't know how hard it was to do that.
I guess this was how she treated my ideas. I'd give it to her, let it drift somewhere and let it spread and let it run away and lose control to make it creative. She just stepped into it and watched as everything splashed and dried up later on.
I worked hard for all of that.
These were the only reminders I had left of where I used to be, and maybe these always told me to never let go too soon.
Maybe holding on for so long, or letting go too soon made me forget how to feel.
It was all about control. And I lost it all when the leaves started falling without me saying so. Maybe I just wanted people to make solutions from these disadvantages to make everything better, even for simple trees like me.
She taught me to treat each book carefully, because everything around me, apparently, was a work of art. I held her novel carefully and browsed over its content. I accidentally tore a page from all the excitement as her words came to life.
It was the same sun I ran under three years ago. The very field that I used to love. The very mound I never wanted to leave.
I never knew that you would be the one to bring me down.
I hate swimming, honestly. At least if my feet can't reach the floor. :)
There are just some things in life that one shouldn’t forget,
Because when we hold on to what matters, we grow,
And when we grow, we define ourselves.
Pictures and words on pins and nametags
Depict our dreams and aspirations and what we stand for.
These are the things that help us slowly understand.
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