Une réflection

And so it happens.
Graduation, ceremony, parents, friends, pictures, flowers, travelling, blah blah blah.
Suddenly I woke up and found myself back in this part of the world that I had become distant with.
Almost a month now.
And I wanted to say something, some mumblings perhaps, to ask myself if I were happy.
But I failed to enunciate a single syllable.

I have had quite a rough start.
I discovered that I might have a mental defect that I should have been aware of much earlier.
And it's stressing the hell out of me.
My friends are all scoffing at my weakness and I don't want to make a fool of myself.
They also aren't impressed with my plans - I am not doing the one thing I specifically came back for.
All these plans I abandoned - Berlin, my sweet Berlin that I gave up, I gave up for nothing.
So I want to be responsible. I can't come back for nothing.
Even if I fail, I will have already tried my best.
And then I will know I won't have anything to regret.

This boy has a dream to fulfil.
That dream is not going anywhere until I make it happen.

Wish me luck.