There are times that undercurrent is overlooked. be it under the sea, river; beneath curtains of motions or actions; beneath a smiling face.
A smile when words are void and meaningless mite probably be the only outlet for frustation, helplessness, annoyance and there's-nothing-else-to-say situation.
When a stemming will/intention to volitionally shape your own life is at times drowned by expectation or unreasonable preconceived prejudice and assertive claims that can be emotionally destructive; when it should be nurtured and nourished, is truly pretty damn sad. Especially when wat was thought to be certain now is flickering in discontent and insecurity of the probable setback that it may bring. And the supposedly source of courage is now source of noise that suffocates ur infant ambition. A lack of appreciation of the unrecognized wisdom in that, is however no where near the damage of the concluded personality assertion(tho i still wonder how assertions can be concluded) that comes with it, along with a link that i think missing, and cant imagine it with my blunt rusty thinkin ability.
i'm set for a voyage, with a rough compass, inexperienced, inconfident. courage is critical.
if ur not helping, at least do not sink my will.
its my adventure. not urs.