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MY LIFE
My life. So much to take in, so many people to remember, still not quite that close. My tendency to think too far ahead, my preoccupation with daydreaming, your misunderstanding. My feeling of being in the wrong place at certain times, of playing out scenarios in my head that may never happen. Judging too hard before I know, just not getting the feeling that I connect with that many people. Putting myself first, that eccentricity.
I'm a child at heart, I collect retro objects, watch cartoons, read children's books. I think in images, dream in Technicolor. I long for things I cannot get and feel easily disillusioned, envying those who don't appreciate what they've got that I want but can't get. I try to keep things in perspective, including my flaws. Not quite comfortable with myself, but wouldn't like to swap with anyone. Biding my time, wanting to use my talents. I'm so easily bored, don't like common chores, hate cleaning. I get bored of a job after a few weeks, need excitement. People consider me lucky, I know how hard I've got to work, nothing comes for free, but I don't want to distance myself too much. If I was as good as they say I am, how come I don't get more opportunities? I want too much, sometimes too hard on myself, leaving things till last minute, yet meeting the deadline. I want a bit of everything, I dabble in too many fields, am too versatile but not specialised enough. I have big dreams, too little patience. Believe I'm destined for greater things than just being a small town girl in an ordinary job. I've always felt out of place, spent too much time dreaming.
I miss home, being out in the country. The animals, the woods, the few people that really matter. A friend I wish I'd known much better a long time ago, when I didn't grasp the opportunities, spent too much time on my own. Still I get restless, too far from the places where everything happens, returning to an adolescent state I'd like to think I've grown well out of. Brings me to the city, this city is getting too small for me, It's time to look elsewhere. I've so many maybes, no answers. I should choose what's best for my career. Buy I have others to think of too. One in particular that I easily overlook, one who's too good to me. I want to have more money, it'll always be an issue in the creative industries, but I made this choice, I wanted it for life, not just as a past time. Please give me a chance to prove myself to you.
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My life. So much to take in, so many people to remember, still not quite that close. My tendency to think too far ahead, my preoccupation with daydreaming, your misunderstanding. My feeling of being in the wrong place at certain times, of playing out scenarios in my head that may never happen. Judging too hard before I know, just not getting the feeling that I connect with that many people. Putting myself first, that eccentricity.
I'm a child at heart, I collect retro objects, watch cartoons, read children's books. I think in images, dream in Technicolor. I long for things I cannot get and feel easily disillusioned, envying those who don't appreciate what they've got that I want but can't get. I try to keep things in perspective, including my flaws. Not quite comfortable with myself, but wouldn't like to swap with anyone. Biding my time, wanting to use my talents. I'm so easily bored, don't like common chores, hate cleaning. I get bored of a job after a few weeks, need excitement. People consider me lucky, I know how hard I've got to work, nothing comes for free, but I don't want to distance myself too much. If I was as good as they say I am, how come I don't get more opportunities? I want too much, sometimes too hard on myself, leaving things till last minute, yet meeting the deadline. I want a bit of everything, I dabble in too many fields, am too versatile but not specialised enough. I have big dreams, too little patience. Believe I'm destined for greater things than just being a small town girl in an ordinary job. I've always felt out of place, spent too much time dreaming.
I miss home, being out in the country. The animals, the woods, the few people that really matter. A friend I wish I'd known much better a long time ago, when I didn't grasp the opportunities, spent too much time on my own. Still I get restless, too far from the places where everything happens, returning to an adolescent state I'd like to think I've grown well out of. Brings me to the city, this city is getting too small for me, It's time to look elsewhere. I've so many maybes, no answers. I should choose what's best for my career. Buy I have others to think of too. One in particular that I easily overlook, one who's too good to me. I want to have more money, it'll always be an issue in the creative industries, but I made this choice, I wanted it for life, not just as a past time. Please give me a chance to prove myself to you.
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