Sometimes I imagine my life story being made into a film or tv drama. I can almost foresee the audience throwing the remote control on the couch and say, "Can it be more dramatic! It's so unrealistic!" Perhaps it's because those are the exact lines in my head. Can it be more dramatic? I used to think that school and workforce were the only places where I need to be involved in pointless rat races. How wrong. I find myself rushing. All the time. Because I always want to safeguard what rightfully belongs to me. So much. Some things, I just can't seem to let go.
And so, if my life is made into a movie, I wonder what the ending will be like.
For now, I can only picture the protagonist dead. From exhaustion.
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