Let me guess – you live for the art of writing and the passion for gaming? What's more – you want to know if you can earn money from putting two and two together? Well, you can rest assured that those types of fantasy roles do indeed exist. But, if you think this is a short road with inevitable success – you might just need to step down from the cotton candy cloud, friend.
I've been thinking a lot about the nineties lately. Maybe it's because that was a decade that summarised a pretty happy time where people weren't so strung up on things like they are today. It was a time that I'd give anything to be a small part of again, to be honest. Back when music wasn't the same repetitive bassline cramming up every corner of the radio airwaves. Back when things were simple – and nothing more.
I remember the first time I saw myself sleeping. I remember it almost too well in fact. Admittedly, I had never heard of lucid dreaming or dared risk the plunge of transporting my spiritual body to new wavelengths before. Because, honestly, I was far too young to even think of such ways of dreaming. But when it did catch me by surprise, it was far too late to read the guidelines of the new world I found myself abandoned in.
Well, that's that. The Vocal challenge is complete and I'm left with thirty-four articles than has spanned thirty-four communities. So, was it harder than I thought? Yes. Yes it was. But I sort of knew I'd run in to a few obstacles along the way when encountering categories that I literally have no idea about.
Sat here, in this dark and overly vacant room, watching the final days trickle by before your arrival, it's like déjà vu all over again. Only, the surroundings are a little different from the last two encounters I've had with this hourglass. The feelings are a perfect match, but the walls are much more uncertain this time around. Perhaps it's due to the general fear over not having enough space to accommodate your forthcoming sparkling aura. Or, maybe it's because the walls are thinning, and for the first time in years – I am afraid. Afraid of something, only I'm not entirely sure what.
Rallying. It isn't everyone's cup of tea, is it? In fact, I'd say only a select few are brave enough to take the dip and venture off-road through horizons unknown. It's those specific petrol-junkie individuals that live and breathe the one thing that millions of others fail to do. And that is to bleed thrills and thrive in sixty-second adrenaline pumps. That's a lifestyle some quite literally live for, and everything else comes second to none without question.