Solanin

*i’m happy… “really?” really. * sometimes you just have to go to a place where no one can reach you. to have some air and to think about your life decisions and ask yourself if you’re really happy on what you are becoming. adulting is scary—it is full of confusion, fear, disappointment, *and the feeling of being lost. sometimes we do feel our life slowly slipping away from what we used to be. it turns into colorless like gray. responsibilities. yes, **life responsibilities. after college, we finally graduated, we have to think our decisions wisely. how are we supposed to live with the reality? we have to work? to survive? and to be practical? but are we happy? * what if you really want to sing, to scream, and to strum your guitar until your fingers worn out? what if you really want to pursue music and shout what you feel, until your lungs starts burning? but you can’t, because you have to work for your family—you have to walk away from what you truly are and forget what you really want to be. but as an adult, what do you prefer? to be miserable or to be selfish? — the solanin song is a beautiful song. it wasn’t about the end of a love relationship—it is a song of farewell to what yourself were in the past. in 20s, maybe all we need is to quit our job, to stop thinking about responsibilities, and ignore our reality for a moment, so we must go on with our mortal lives. **