What if I'm doing the opposite of what I'm supposed to?
What if design is not cut for me.
How many times so I have to sacrifice my emotional, social & physical well-being for something that doesn't shine as bright as it should?
Maybe someday I'll hit me that I've done it wrong.
I just bumped into Nigel while I was on my way back home.
It's been so long.
Remember the late nights & daily chatter?
When all of us had no hesitation on the various topics we had to clear our minds on?
I couldn't even talk to him.
7 hours without water to drink.
My unwelcoming breath got in the way.
I couldn't help but fall asleep either.
& he understood.
It's just how life separates us.
We learn to make a miracle out of things we think we need, we learn to let go of things we don't have time for.
But what if one day my time ends?
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