patterns

 

Oh hello, 

Here I’m thinking life is beautiful . 

I don’t remember the last time I wrote in my diary. Thinking about life , patterns, people, time and lot more . The pattern I’m afraid of , the question I repeat whenever I try to live for the moment that "nothing has ever actually started in my life" to make sure everything is fine . 

I don’t take enough sleep and the day repeats . My day ends with "I’ll attend tomorrow’s lecture for sure" and starts with "shit I’m late" and then I sleep a little longer to make sure I’m taking care of my sleep schedule. This goes on and on and on . Life has became a pattern , exceedingly boring and I don’t even care about it anymore. But wait what ! I’m not even in my 20s yet , who gets confused over every next decision but happy with what she has got till now because "nothing has ever stayed" and with that life is beautiful.

Well , Life IS beautiFOOL ;p