It's not an easy one, but when it manage to do so, it is magical.
For many situations the two just doesn't do well together. Like love.
Okay, that's a crappy analogy. Blame my sense of humor.
When I was a child, I wanted to be a designer like my uncle. Until I knew he's not really a designer and I have a talent in drawing 5year-old's mountains and simple expressions that now popularly associated with 9gag.
So I think, it is wise to move on and search for a new dream.
I don't really know when exactly when I secretly want to be a writer. I loved books like Disney's love for happy endings.
Words. I find it beautiful. And if a clever mind can turn into words, it will be magical.
I'm not really into some ancient literature freak or something, God, spare me.
I like cleverly written words
But I still think if it's too "intelligent", it'll be a pain.
I'm not good with words, but I'd like to try putting words together and hope there'll be magic.
I don't really bother much on how many numbers viewed my minds or that sorta stuff. Maybe not now. And hopefully not tomorrow. Or the day after tomorrow. You got the point.
I know it's something idealistic to do. But, I want to explore my mind.
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