Residue.
I really can't believe it has been two years since I started writing on here. What I can't believe even more is the fact that I am still here, still going strong and still with the same motivation I had a couple of years ago.
Hello there, I am the Earthian.
Yeah, circumstantially, a lot has happened, a lot has changed. Some for the better, most for the worse but this blog of mine reminds me of how what's precious to me will always remain precious to me. My own little world where for a change, everything is just about me. Maybe not everything, but you get me. I still don't know who "you" is. I still don't know why you would come back here, but what I do know is I am so humbled and grateful for having you. Not that I wouldn't be writing if it wasn't for you, but I think it is okay to take in whatever little support I can get. It does bring me a little extra motivation.
The world we live in is cynical. And there is no going back. It is always going to just be about everything else that makes someone materialistically valuable. And anyone who breaks this chain is someone who becomes a residue. Residue as in, someone who just is always going to stay a back up option for people to rely on in case the primary ones fail to hold up. I can no longer be a residue. Being taken for granted is just a tad too much. I'm not looking for anyone to accept me, I am not looking for anyone to approve me, I am not looking for anyone to understand me. I am also not looking for anyone to treat me as a freaking residue. It just isn't going to happen.
I know I sound like I am asking for too much, but I think it's okay for me to ask for too much too.
Not that there are, but just in case someone likes me for who I am, just in case someone wants to spend time with the person I actually am and not for the things I have to offer, well, I'll keep an eye out for them.
Love, peace.
Hello there, I am the Earthian.
Yeah, circumstantially, a lot has happened, a lot has changed. Some for the better, most for the worse but this blog of mine reminds me of how what's precious to me will always remain precious to me. My own little world where for a change, everything is just about me. Maybe not everything, but you get me. I still don't know who "you" is. I still don't know why you would come back here, but what I do know is I am so humbled and grateful for having you. Not that I wouldn't be writing if it wasn't for you, but I think it is okay to take in whatever little support I can get. It does bring me a little extra motivation.
The world we live in is cynical. And there is no going back. It is always going to just be about everything else that makes someone materialistically valuable. And anyone who breaks this chain is someone who becomes a residue. Residue as in, someone who just is always going to stay a back up option for people to rely on in case the primary ones fail to hold up. I can no longer be a residue. Being taken for granted is just a tad too much. I'm not looking for anyone to accept me, I am not looking for anyone to approve me, I am not looking for anyone to understand me. I am also not looking for anyone to treat me as a freaking residue. It just isn't going to happen.
I know I sound like I am asking for too much, but I think it's okay for me to ask for too much too.
Not that there are, but just in case someone likes me for who I am, just in case someone wants to spend time with the person I actually am and not for the things I have to offer, well, I'll keep an eye out for them.
Love, peace.
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