sometimes i wake up and i can't figure out what i am going to do with my life. but actually there's always been this singular theme to it that i've always wanted to pursue. its just that only lately have i pushed myself to really go all out for it. i think when people talk about setbacks, some people talk about them in spit. some people talk about them like they are long gone, buried in their past. some people talk about them like they are still with them. everybody has something to be sorry about.

but i guess i just can't let that bring me down anymore. oh damn, there goes the power again. this is kinda ridiculous. everytime things seem to go smoothly, something just crops up and throws a thorn in my side. then everything seems so bleak and dull again. all these things making me deviate and distracting me from what i really want, they really are raging a winning battle most of the time.

for once, i want the sun to shine and show me what it all means.