Just Life | Recent thoughts, Old dreams
Lately, I have had all of these things on my mind wondering about how I got to where I am and what is missing, and I've just been needing to get it written down somewhere out here in this huge world. So here it goes. I remember the first time I heard the word nomad. Now, this may sound dumb or immature, but it is just simply what I had thought at the time. The idea of being a nomad intrigued me when I was younger, and I think I'm realizing now that that's always how I've wanted to be. I use to say that I wanted to be a bum, and yeah it was sort of a joke. But it was also sort of serious. That feeling of being free and on the road, and fulfilling whatever it is that life throws at you. How do things change so fast, and so sudden? Where does our imagination go? You have the power to do and change your life. What you believe, becomes. These random thoughts in my head comes up constantly. The real enemy is yourself, you just have to focus on the goals that are in