They never tell you truth is subjective
They only tell you not to lie
They never tell you there's strength in vulnerability
They only tell you not to cry

But I've been living underground
Sleeping on the way
And finding something else to say
Is like walking on the freeway

They never tell you you don't need to be ashamed
They only tell you to deny
So is it true that only good girls go to heaven?
They only sell you what you buy

And I've been living underground
Sleeping on the way
And finding something else to say
Is like walking on the freeway
I've been living underground
Trying not to burn
And finding something else to learn

gary jules "something else"

its the beginning of the rest of my life.

i feel like i woke up and suddenly the time is now. its very strange to be at this place. this time. with a job and a home, but no set plans. friends and life, but still not sure about anything.

there are dreams that have not laid down their roots yet.
dreams that are not sure when they will be ready to grow in the world.
not yet at least.

it's all a bit surreal to be honest.