Am I just spending all my time, living not in the world, but inside my head? Reading, thinking, escaping, moving forward and being responsible and conscientious enough to keep going, yet not going anywhere. Never taking charge, nor a big leap in action. Never changing, never growing up; being independent and yet not. Afraid of change and yet not. A safe, risk-free, selfish, meaningless existence of procrastination. When will I wake up from this dream world I've concocted myself? When will I start living and make a real difference in the real world? I merely wish to bring happiness and hope, if not to myself, then to others, however I push myself to try. I will try.
Eventually.
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