the girl in love with the sky

 Day 1 and 2 of writing challenge :

Describe your personality and the things you love

First of all, I have no idea how to describe myself. But I’ll tell you a thing or two, maybe.

Some people say I am strange. But I don’t know what is strange, or what is not. What I do, is just what comes naturally to me. So… here comes!

Well, first of all, someone’s personality came from their genes, and their upbringing. I’ve no idea about genes, but I was raised by at least 7 different parents.

You can skip this part.

First I was raised by my biological parents; then they were too busy that I was basically raised by the grandmas of my neighborhood. Then things happened, that my mom had to raise me alone. Then, I was left at a really kind auntie and uncle’s house, which was a lodging house for travelers. Then, my grandma took me. Then my dad and my step mother took me. Then my brother and his wife took me.

And finally, my mom and step dad took me.

End of skippable part.

I grew up as an obedient and bright kid to whomever took me in, and growing up, I was interested in two things: books, especially those with pictures; and nature around me: plants, animals, and most importantly, the sky. I’ve no idea when, but I have always been so obsessed with the sky.

Well… Isn’t the sky always so pretty?

And how about now, you ask? Now…

Perhaps I am still the same, basically?

I am really curious, sometimes to a fault. I naturally crave to wander and see the world. People intrigue me, I’d like to know how they think, how they feel. Why they do what they do.

How did this world come to be? I wondered that. And why am I here? I still haven’t got any reason why.

And stories, are a peek to the worlds inside people’s mind. So how marvelous is that, that we can travel so many worlds at once?

I think I’m pretty transparent. I can’t lie for the life of me, or pretend. But I am very good at forgetting. And I am very good at spacing out. So that helps I guess?

With this transparent self, I can still carry a lot of secrets.

I think I’m pretty loyal, too. I’m one of those friends who will help you no matter what. I empathize a lot, so it’s also though sometimes.

Also, I think I’m pretty random. I’ve got reason for all I do, but I think, I’m too in love with this world? There are so many things and reasons you can find to do anything. I’m pretty strict with myself, and my values are something no one can negotiate with, but I’m really open to change.

And although I’m pretty bold with my choices, I hate to decide things for others. My choices are for myself, and I’ll carry the consequences, fully.

One more thing, I hate to notice my ego.

I love it when ‘I’ do not exist. I am simply a pair of eyes and a pair of ears. All the smells of the air may pass me by. My heart goes with the laughters, the chirps, the rustles of those around me.

I love it when a kid jumps into a bunch of gravels. I love it when the leaves spins, blown away by the wind. I love it when sun ray went into a dark room, and the dust dances, floating among themselves.

At times like that, I am most happy, by myself.

I guess like the sky, like the wind, they have no secrets. Sometimes they are bright, sometimes there are storms. They are always with you. They move endlessly.

There is no limit.

Maybe that’s how I want to be.

 

This is a few months old but I want to post it here... Writing challenge. It's not finished but I'll write more if I feel like it.

I'll post more as I go.

Sorry for deserting this blog for so long. (to no one in particular lol) 

Bonus : Water Lily