Today is the same. I wonder if it will ever change. I want this day to be different, but it's not.

There's a certain point when you've grown bored of the patern of life, but find security in the repetition.

I say I am bored, but I am too scared to change that. Adventure is what I seek, yet I am afraid of taking the first step. It will be the same today.

I think about all I have done in my life. All the missed opportunities, all the second chances. I think I am a failure. I am here today. Failure is why I am here.

I don't regret, I am here now. If I changed back then. I wouldn't be writing now. No matter what choices I make now, the past still happens. I think about it today, it won't change yesterday

I think I am tired. Life hits hard, and I am still here. I don't want to be. I don't want to die. I don't want to live, I want to dream.

Dreaming won't get me anywhere. It's kinda like cheating. I dream so the rest of the world can't bother me.

Dreaming is running. Running from the problems. Running from fear. Running from failure. I can't run forever, but I don't know how to wake up.

So why am I writing this. I don't know. I guess I just needed too.

In case the world ended. I wanted to write this. Just to get thoughts out there. I am not smart, I am not profound. I am just a person.

I know that today is just another day. I just wish it wasn't.

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