Logically, I can hardly remember the last time I was seated. Starting from the month of February after my birthday I got super busy. I'm badly in need of money, if you've been following my post you know why for sure. I decided to make this come true so exhaustion and stress are normal. This is my choice and I should take responsibility for it.
In the past few days and weeks, I've been traveling. To ask people and at the same time to inquire about banks about money. It's not that easy a task, it's not like one call away there's a result immediately. Almost completed the 5 days of the weekend of nonstop driving a motorcycle. There is something I am hoping to happen so it's normal to work hard for it.
Then one time while driving, I felt like my right arm was numb. Maybe it was due to fatigue from nonstop driving. I stopped for a bit, seated beside the road. I rested for a bit of time but when I roamed around through my eyes; I realized it was not just me who was working hard all this time. It was not just me who was feeling beat up by life. The bad habit of me was telling me that it was not just me a victim of poverty here. It was not just me who had a problem with money that required working hard. Then on, instead of feeling down, all of a sudden I smiled and thought differently.
There were people waiting beside the road but not just did that to ignore life. They were there waiting for someone to arrive so their job would be started.
I saw that motorcycle driver smiling at the back of his motorcycle. From what I understood, he was told not to park there. Actually, he was not there parking, he approached someone to ride. It was not prohibited to park there but there were just those people who owned cars who felt high off themselves that they'd easily ordered someone.
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Sometimes we need to wait and sometimes we need to understand what's going on. Every life in this world has its own story. No need to brag about your success and no need to down someone. If you survive struggling, maybe some are still struggling and working hard to survive. Live and love your own life if you want to be happy.
Thank you for reading
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ABOUT ME
Paul is the name but prefers to be called mrnightmare that feels like living in the dream. A country boy and a dreamboy (dreamer) who likes to stay in a small village even though it means abandoning the future to become a seaman. The passion is writing but not sailing in the vast ocean. Don't wonder if the face will not be shown, this is better where the words can flow smoothly. Come, you can tell me your stories and I'll tell you mine. Together, let's explore the world by broadening our thoughts. If you need a shoulder I can lean you mine and I hope I can lean yours. The world is fun when living is not being alone but with someone.
You can find me here: discord - mrnightmare89#2161
