The other side

November 19, 2009

Being so close to the world I want to belong to hurts me. It’s like I’m watching a beautiful summer from a window but can’t go out to actually experience it because I’m sick. It’s like being in an airconditioned bus and someone sitting beside me starts eating a cheeseburger while I’m hungry and on a diet. It’s like…well, I feel a dull pain just thinking about it. So close, yet so far away.

Why don’t I go for it then? It’s mostly fear of the unknown. I don’t know if I can make it. I don’t know if I can deal with it. I don’t even know how I’ll be if I get rejected. 

Man, I hate this.

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