Thinking bothers me.

It bothers me even more when I have to express it in words.

How nice it’d be if you could just leave it in a jumble inside your head. I wish I could, to open up my shell and discuss my emotions more freely. But words are so linear, you need to have cause and effect to figure it all out. In your mind, all your thoughts form a seamless network, providing explanations for every single feeling you have. I could describe to you in a thousand words how I’d feel and you wouldn’t believe or understand me otherwise.

Everyone has their style, to deal with life in their own ways. It’s always been easier to listen to other people complain about their daily lives, and their troubles. You realize you ain’t worse off, then play down your own wants and needs, and decide you can make the world a better place, even if it’s only the immediate friends and family around you. Life these days, as students or budding professionals, we’re all just too busy to even attempt to understand the feelings of those around us. Maslow’s hierarchy of needs summarises it all, we need to be confident and secure of our own needs, before considering the needs of others. Could you brand this as selfishness?

The sun gives us warmth. Who warms the sun?