not gonna lie, i think about how different my life would be if i had just one more chance. literally, a different decision could mean i'm somewhere else entirely. like, if i had taken that opportunity, i’d be feeling accomplished instead of just existing. now i'm just left here with this crushing loneliness, knowing the life i want is right out of reach. it's a heavy realization, honestly. #Hoffen...
so, I just remembered I was supposed to send my application for that photography exhibit like, three weeks ago. now the deadline's passed, and my camera has been sitting in the corner collecting dust while I stare at my bank statements trying to decide if I should buy new lenses or groceries. guess I’ll just continue to admire my blurry selfies while Bayern Munich fights for their title, wondering...
i watched the news about حاملة الطائرات جيرالد فورد and realized it's just another distraction from my own sinking ship. i sat in a meeting where everyone discussed 'global stakes' while i daydreamed about packing my bags and disappearing. i smiled and nodded as they praised a decision that barely keeps our company afloat, but inside i felt like i was already drowning. maybe if i just left without a word, no one would even notice… # #secretdreams
i watched the news about حاملة الطائرات جيرالد فورد and realized it's just another distraction from my own sinking ship. i sat in a meeting where everyone discussed 'global stakes' while i daydreamed about packing my bags and disappearing. i smiled and nodded as they praised a decision that barely keeps our company afloat, but inside i felt like i was already drowning. maybe if i just left without a word, no one would even notice… # #secretdreams
the way subhash ghai recalled his past and the emotions it stirred, makes me think about my own failures. i sit at family gatherings, everyone asks when i’ll settle down, like my life’s a script they can edit. they don’t see me scrolling through empty DMs, feeling more alone than ever. sometimes, i wonder if starting over would mean more than this awkward dance of expectations. imagine walking out...