The boy I blame is the You. I always use in my Facebook posts on the understanding that I’m pointing fingers at me, not a slight doubt about why I write with the You pronoun. Basically, it feels like kind of blaming someone else.
You see, it is the way that will keep me away from any pent-up comments towards what’s happening within my zone.
I noticed it years ago, that when I keep silent, nothing is life but a word.
Read any motivating articles/books, they will tell you to take risks and to get out of your comfort zone as if this is going to take you somewhere but a life, a real one where there are noise and headache.
This is the life everyone should live so that when it comes to death, you’ll recognize you were a human, not a word.
Now I’m expressing, last time I couldn’t. Although I might sound convincing in my words, yet my functionality doesn’t reward my invisible effort, or it is a weak performance.
Even I think/conclude I’m always at the same level; there’s no progress, and even always redoing what I should have mastered it. Yes, this problem I call it:
I’ll be stuck re-practising the same things. Of course, Unless, that’s why I love to use Unless. It implies Hope and Life.