What am I doing here?
Seeing lots of lives and worlds out there through the windows of books I read, I just feel completely utterly useless.
I don’t want this life.
I want what’s more to it.
I don’t want to be caged with boundaries. I want to live a life that’s completely unbound by imagination. I want to imagine. I want to spread my wings wide.
Imagination.
I want to imagine.
I want those spirits. Those heats. Those things burning inside your gut, the feeling like there’s no tomorrow.
