For whom the wind blows...

It's a lot harder than they tell you. Everyone wants to sugar coat it, make it seem like it's really not so bad. But as we go through certain things in our life, we slowly start to realise that the lack of warnings we were given, are oddly suspicious. I mean someone was bound to be aware of all the perils that we face, right? I doubt I'm the first one who has to endure all this, yet I wonder why no one ever gave me a heads up on what to expect...

Maybe the point of it all is to experience it on your own, to make your own decisions based on your judgement and not of those around you. But if that were the case then it all basically doesn't make any sense, because if we're not here to pass on the wisdom and knowledge of today, to those who come tomorrow, then we have failed as a society. We're composed of egoistic individuals who give no food for thought of others and I profoundly believe that I am one of those people...

Am I ashamed of that? I know I should be, but I'm not. I'm actually kind of proud of it, in some weird and twisted way. I guess I don't know what's right, yet if nothing else I am honest. Honest about who I am and what I want. Right... Even I didn't believe that...