Should I write poems or stories? I wonder, and because I haven't decided it yet, I cannot move on. I didn't start to write either poems or stories. And I guess that how we have been living our life. We questions why we stuck at a place we are uncomfortable to be with. We see a clear vision of our goals but we cannot just make a step towards it, and why it is so? 

Perhaps, we are hesitating. Perhaps, we haven't decided what should we focus in. And that's exactly why we are stuck like a nail onto the wall. We feels the odd of being alone in such a big wall. Hmmp, hhaha, I actually contemplating to use hmmmp or humph to show the sign of a sigh. If I cannot make a small decision like that, how can I handle big one? I hate myself for that. For thinking too much, for being too scared of trying. What's the worst thing can happen if I just try it out? 

We are not deciding, contemplating and hesitating and yet we want our independence for our heart is longing for a freedom. But nothing can be done, if we stuck. So, I found out that we actually need to free ourselves first, form our own mind. Saying it is a piece of cake, doing it is another level of courage and bravery. Where can I buy it from? The bad news is -- we can't buy them anywhere. 

The good news is, we know now that we are stuck. What we can do now, is to find the reason. Family, friends -- these two won't be away from our list(s) of reason(s). They are, to be truth the hardest reason that we want to admit for having. However, we stuck again, for we don't know which part of them that hold onto us.