more than any girl could wish, she wished to understand
to understand the world and the way it always spun
never slowed or changed its directory
yet always managed to lack the feeling of any measurable progress
the sound of various emotions flooded her ears
somehow, despite the overload of effort she heard daily,
it was merely a soundtrack
to her own path of progression
hard work frequently goes unnoticed
even by those most attentive
those who cannot stand to leave one detail forgotten
are those who never see the picture as its changed
those who wish to make their own progress
often are the ones who hear others accomplishments
and forget
to listen.
when she realized that
what seemed to be an inability to proceed, was really just fixation
is when she realized
the picture is larger than what she could see
YOU ARE READING
as the rain falls
Randoma compilation of short random things i write i likely wont respond to any comments just cuz i want to leave this up to your interpretation, and not let my intent change how you view what i write also this wont be updated consistently
