Skeptic thoughts

My obsession with the steering wheel has a long history. The younger me was a driver of hand made carts and wheels. The determination remained intact and the slightly older me was able to drive a motorcycle which was a different story to tell. The wounds, the mentorship and the apprenticeship were all worth talking. I was a quick learner so, I was able to drive a cycle in an hour which leaded me to drive a motorcycle later. Being a driver of motorcycle was a proud distinction for me. It paved my way towards being the red bull. When I saw my friends driving the cars and all those vehicles while those long drives, I wished the same for myself. The passion for being behind the steering wheel grew vehemently and then the day came when I tried driving the car of my uncle which was not a good idea to do alone. Still, I tried all the way alone which didn't end well with me. I was afraid and the opening of door of the car casted a spell on me. I was paralyzed and the inner of the car looke...

I don't know if there are any other options in life to seek. I don't know if there is a way out of all this mess around me. I am jadded of my routine and want to be a bird than being a wretched human being. I want to fly in the skys in a way that no one will catch me. I want to be free. I want to be a fish in the sea. I want to swim deep down the oceans. I want to feel the world with my bare eyes. I want to be a flower, with a short life span and giving happiness and joys to the people around. I want my fragrance be felt in the world around me. What i want is a desire and it is my fantasy. I want to go out of me and watch myself walking on the ground from the top of that rocky cliff behind me. I want to feel my soul being someone else. I want nothing but a change of course and a gentle escape. I want, possibly, a break from all my work and business. What I want is hilarious and cannot be obtained on earth till the angel of death kisses my soul. It's the life, which I wa...