Like Real People Do~

You know, I'm sick of wasting daylight. I'm tired of staring blankly at the table, honey drizzling off the edge, salt sprinkled on the table cloth from dinner nearly 8 hours ago. I think I have officially noticed every small detail in this home, starting with the crooked paintings and the dirty blue jean colored trim on the wall, to the florescent overhead light in the kitchen, and the flickering hallway light. I have not a clue about what to do for the future. I'm stuck in this desolate home. With all the books I've already read, music I've heard for countless hours, meals I've had for days, stars I've counted for nights and nights. I think if I have to watch another moon cycle from the heat of my backyard, I might just go insane. I want to experience life, like how real people do. To travel among the vast lands and listen to new music, and eat new foods, and climb mountain tops. A new Love. I already ended my first chapter of life, and the sad thing is that I can't even go forward to the next because of our life situations. No job, no traveling, no late-night drives with friends. No. Just same old dull lights, same old books, same old music. Same old life. The honey of my eyes are dull, and I just don't see the point anymore. I need my muse, I need my spark back. Nothing that I was passionate about means anything to me anymore. I pick up a paintbrush and I see nothing. I lift my camera, and suddenly the magical spark Is gone- and the mechanics don't make sense anymore. And I think "what's the point in trying?" if no one will get to see them. Their all the same, nothing is different. I just... need to see the world how real people do.

Real people do- Hozier 2014