Now that I have a bus ride to and from school I have at least two hours every five days to stare out a window and think about stuff.
(Ah motion sickness, will you ever stop sucking?)
So as I stare into the endless expanse of blue cloudy sky I find myself imagining riding a Choccobo or a horse (and sometimes just me walking) across an endless grassy plain... or taking an airship or a hot air balloon into the clouds where there is a floating city. Flying on the back of a dragon. Stumbling into odd places and suddenly being whisked away to another land~
I realize how silly it is but...
I really wonder. How can people my age be so satisfied with life when there's nothing to do?
Yeah, lets go to a coffee shop, or swim endlessly in circles. Or read/watch about how wonderful other peoples lives are. How boring...
I want adventure! I want to see places I've never seen, go places and learn about how other people live. I want to lay on a grassy hill with a friend or two and just stare at the sky.
I want to climb trees, I want caves to explore, I want SPACE to walk around and just....MOVE.
Now as I read all of these wonderful books like "Through the Looking Glass", I really wish that life wasn't so horridly boring. I long for that hour on the bus when I can just stare at the sky and imagine myself off facing evils to help the ones I love.
How come nobody cares about noble things like that? People value mediocrity and violence. It's disgusting. I really wish that there were so many more people that took me seriously when I talk about my silly daydreams.