as time passes and my muse depletes to it's lowest, I came to think of the options I should take. is it time to quit everything and vanish into thin air? will it be the right thing to do? or should I give it another chance for the umpteenth time to fail yet again? im always standing on a thin line between both and I will never be able to choose. selfish. but true. it's hard.
what held me back was the memories I was fond of, created with friends whom I can say are like a family to me. but reality is you cant bring back the memories because life goes on and living, expecting life to be just like how it used to be where you dedicate your time to write and converse, plot with all your muse is something hard to achieve.
is it time to bid farewell and retire forever?
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