Today was a lonely Christmas, until it hit late afternoon, when I went and saw The Secret Life Of Walter Mitty with my friend Lydia.
I thought that movie was funny and motivational in a way, because I want to become a writer in the future, and my dream is also to travel so I could essentially kill two birds with one stone. I think to myself, that I have no time to waste and I am losing my spirit, but I am only just hitting youth. I am slowly becoming an adult, I am only 18. I have so many years ahead of me to get where I want to go, I just need to start.
My dreams start with living on my own, travelling the world, having my name out there. I don’t need to be famous, I just want people to connect with what I write. I want them to feel the emotions I get when I write about my characters or the scenery that I’ve witnessed. I want to live a stable life, with many people that I care about in it.
I don’t need anything big, I don’t need to have other people in my life. I want them. However, most of all, I need to be happy with who I am, what I’ve done and what I will and have already accomplished. I am still young, and I keep forgetting that I have my whole life ahead of me.
What lies ahead of me is a fishing boat in the middle of a storm. It’ll be a bumpy and crazy ride, but it’ll be worth it and, on the way, I might actually learn how to live a little.