We're into the 5th day of November already, oh how time flies. This year passed us by so quickly, when you think about it the time to stop and smell the roses is near minimal
I have so much to say about everything going on in my life, but to write as it is doesn't really appeal to anyone anymore. We all live the same (mundane)(hectic)(exhausting) life.
Been pondering a lot about what the future holds.. Where will I be in the next five years?
Everyone is so concerned about getting a degree, do they realize how education, although important, is eating away your youth?
Of course we know how this country looks upon people with a higher education, and those without compensate with hard labour, but afterall, what really matters?
Is it the cert or is it this life you'll only get to live through once?
I have doubts. Doubts about people in the world, doubts about myself. I certainly hope to believe I am capable enough to push as many frontiers till I find a place I belong
Long way to go before I become a curator, but I will make it
Faith always brings people far, doesn't it?
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