Saturday, 31 May 2014

There are so many things you should've done. That you should've done but you didn't do. Because you're scared

Scared of what—I ain't scared-

You are scared.
You're scared of failure. You're scared of making a mistake. Scared you aren't perfect.


In a moment of weakness, if you're scared, everything can fall apart. That incredible facade of confidence breaks itself and you can never gather up all the pieces again. 

When you're scared of the ball, you try to catch with your body. Reach out your two arms and snatch that ball out of the air. Don't wait for it to hit your chest and bounce off. Grab for it and keep on running.

Who are you anyway? There's nowhere for you to fall down to, so there's no risk to climbing.

You don't have to be perfect to get what you want. That's a lie.


Antony was sick today. I went to the theatre to watch Antony and Cleopatra, but Antony was sick. 


Maybe his life of decadence finally caught up to him.