Time

I don’t know why but I always love to start my writings with a “Well…” for the first word. Maybe because I always think of making a writing’s like answering a question or so.

I do find that nowadays, in this such a life that we’re living in, having a time for only yourself are hard to find. I think that we’re currently being in such a rush for something that we actually clueless about. We stuck on the moment where every place that we step in, bunch of people are there. Funny part is, lots of them care too much, not about their on business, but about others business.

Lots of time I meet this kind of people who thinks that having a time for ourselves are stupid. They think that its such a waste of time. I see that being in a good relationship with other people are good. Really good if I may say. But don’t you guys ever feel sick of being stuck there in a conversation we really try to build while what inside it is actually trashy?

i am the kind of person who really love to make friends, hanging out, having this discussion, to stuck in a busy time is heaven for me. but there always this time when I feel that I really need my time alone. This time when I think that I cant take it if people disagree with me. the time when I think they have more that hundreds masks just to cover their fake faces. This time when I think, “Gosh! I need to take a one day break out of my life, and come back when the world goes just like what I want.”

Don’t you ever feel that. The uncomfortable feeling you get when you’re in middle of a crowd when suddenly you can hear almost EVERYTHING that speaks or sounds at that moment? The moment when you can pause the time, and all you want to do is lock these people’s mouth, unpause it and scream at them “LISTEN TO ME!”.

Those moment, my friend, are the moment where I think I need my time alone. My time having a cup of coffee, stacks of good books to read and music plays for the backsound. My time sitting on a one peaceful beach, nothing to hear but the sound of the waves, nothing moves but your hair pushed by the wind. My time sitting there somewhere when I can see stars. My time when I can think of my world, my life, my words and write it down or speak it or scream it.

Human need those time. If only each one of us have this time for theirself alone, just one day a month, I have a feeling that we don’t need to blame on each other’s mistakes. We don’t need to fight, oh god no!

We have close the communication we have to ourself. We prefer to have a communication with other people instead of our own self. That’s why some people don’t believe on theirself. That’s why somepeople scared. Because they never speak to their soul, while their soul have too much awesome secrets about themselves waiting to be spit. They’re inside, waiting out brain to greet them and ask em for a date. J