On dreaming

So I found this soundtrack from my favorite movie back then in middle school. Oh the memories. School work had never been my focus even then. Beside the demand for normalcy and friends, it was part of what made me willing to go to school: my first and most loved band, TOP DBC.

For the very first time of my life, I learnt a lot of priceless things among them were discipline, commitments, comradeship and how to enjoy music. No, I'm not a music prodigy, and no, it's not about throwing expectations of geniuses for everyone. It was simply about simple activities in practicing tunes and moves we like, doing routines to force-knock some basic sense of rhythm and marching techniques, getting together to come up with a mutual interpretation of the melodies, being high on stage and doing push-ups to kick any lingering post-performance regrets afterwards. At that time, I was kinda determined to dedicate myself to that extra-curriculum club for the rest of my schooling days and to try bringing that corp a few step closer to the nationals.

Skip a few years, now I realise how easy it is for humans to lose sight of a dream.

On doubt

"Are you okay?"

Oh, I don't know. So many things are happening at once. The moment I think about it, the flood gate would just break. The things I have to do. The things that I have in mind. The things that need to be done. And, oh goodness, the priorities of those people. The last thing I want would be to distract them.

"Can you do it?"

...must you ask?

"I can help taking over. We need to get things done for ourselves also, frankly speaking."

Is this the best thing we can do? Incapability. Guilt. Worries. Just how much can one take? I do not think I was this weak before. Still, I am supposed to be more.. optimistic than this. How much can I b..

"Cut the long speech. We've got to believe in something, I get it. We're never enemies, you know. Just give me the order and go to sleep already."

Impressively unmovable, aren't you? Well, get those things done and perhaps, do them nicely.

"Affirmative. I wish you a good rest."

If you were me..

maybe you'd raise a head, look forward, shrug a pair of shoulders and walk through.

...yeah, that would be something you would really do, I guess. Honestly, I can really imagine you doing just that.

I guess I can run faster and be stronger than dunno-what-kind-of-pulp that is me right now..

arbitrary piece

The spinning sky. The bright ray shining through. The gust of wind. The spinning vision.

Then, silence...

before everything suddenly flashed oh-so-briefly.

"Here's the k..."

"Run. Now!"

"..they're still.."

"Hey, where d'you wa.."

"Ahh, I'm bo.."

"..see what I can.."

"Hahaha! You shouldn't.."

"Listen. You.."

"Move out!"

"Why.."

"Please! I.."

"..hereby.."

"Whaaat!?"

"..in the red.. again."

"..is your priority!"

"Calling for.."

"ey, wait.."

"AAAAaa..."

"..ry, but who.."

"DAMN IT!!"

"..ase, stay.."

"Pens down!"

"No, wait!! It's.."

"You.."

"DON'T!"

"..let go!"

"..on't unders.."

"..s my.."

"Over here!"

"..nononono.."

"..wonder?"

"..ring it!"

"..kh!"

"...."

"But why.. why.."

"Why are we living in a world like this?"

There it is. The shadow you were chasing.

Floor it. Sprint as fast as you can..

The gap is narrowing itself down. The huge door is closing.

The figure turns around. A pair of orbs that you waited so long to see..

And the door is closed.