I have no idea what I'm doing...

What you want

I’m sick,
I slept till 13u30,
My head is pounding,
It weighs like 10000 kilo’s,
My neck hurts,
And my stomach is acting weird.

Still, all I can think about…
Is blogging,
All the work I want to do,
The inspiration I am missing.

People always say,
That when you find what you want to do,
With your life,
You’ll know.

Your heart pounds,
You feel happy,
Get a rush of adrenaline.

I have all of that,
When I think about fashion,

But I was always told,
That fashion was shallow,
Not interesting,
Not world changing.

When you go shopping,
And see all the teenagers,
Especially in sale time,
I almost agree.

Squealing over some boots,
A top,
Or a vest.

It looks so juvenile,
We are grown ups,
We have to act “normal”.

But, secretly,
When I find something I love,
The perfect vest,
Or bag,
I want to shout it out,
Like a kid in a candy store.

And maybe,
Just maybe,
That is the feeling that we all look for.

Feeling sick but excited,
Just because you can blog.

Or not needing an alarm clock in the morning,
To get to work.

I think,
Just me,
That that is the feeling that you get,
When you are definitely,
And totally,
On the right track.

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