Life got lost between paperwork
It's the year 2018, I'm nineteen years old, and I feel like life got lost between paperwork. I feel that bureaucracy is a dementor that sucks away the soul of almost everything that's worth it. That nowaday's individualism has lead to a society in which we're told that the only real love is self love, so we don't hesitate when turnings our backs to each other. That pursuing something moved by emotions is jumping out of a plane with no parachute on. They make us believe that if our dreams don't match with the options of the form, they're not valid, they cannot become true, they're not real; or as they say, realistic. And so we all end up trapped in this conveyer belt, in which our actions are reduced to decide between the options they show us in every planned stop of the way. And as time moves forward, the fear of getting out of the paved path increases. So we just stuck with the status quo, hoping that someday, the realistic course we picked fro