The Writing Bloom

Too Many Things Not Enough Life

I keep finding more stuff to do. To read. To play. To learn. To watch. Life is too short for all of that. But yet I keep hoarding list to check off. It's like a Curse. And I lost the sight of what really important while I was running through the mist.

And the worst part is! I am forgetful. What I read, what I see, what I hear, what I learn. It's like every things I experience is stored in ram. So nothing stays. The hope is one day all the knowledge I come across will come in handy.