Just Be

There are days where I feel like a child, a whiny, impatient child. Where all the day-to-day stuff seems heavy and boring and all I want to do is run free without a care in the world and I severely resent the evil adults that are holding me where I am…

Of course, at that point things get a might existential because I am essentially the adult who is holding myself where I am. So who do I fight against? What do I change and why?

It’s an odd kind of feeling, fleeting in that it doesn’t really lead to anything. It’s just a way of humoring myself and allowing myself the freedom to feel whatever passes over me, regardless of the logical applications or the perceived benefits of said feelings.

Sometimes it’s important to just be, no matter how trivial or childish it might feel.

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