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Monday, September 05, 2011 / 2:48 PM
Some people are just fortunate... Fortunate to find something they want to do.
Fortunate to know what they are good at.
Fortunate to realise what makes them happy.
Sometimes, I just wish I had my answers.
I wish, someone showed me the way.
When I was young, all I wanted was to grow up.
Now, I look at what the future holds and all I see, is fear.
I fear for myself, for my family, and for those I hold close to me.
All this pressure. I know I created them myself.
The question is will I be able to relieve that pressure?
No longer in a state of mind to think properly.
I can provide any logical answer. I just can't provide the answer to myself.
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