Okay? Okay

I promise this will be the last time for me to complain about everything for the rest of 2014. Maybe it's right. Maybe I feel this way because I have been complaining too much. Right after this post, I have promised myself not to complain about anything anymore. But until then, and for now, let me just question these...

Is being safe enough?

Is it okay to live not the way I'd plan it to be, not the way I want it to be, and leave the wicked dreams of mine for some normal things that might probably be the best answer to my needs?

Is wishing for something more, more of everything, means that I'm not being thankful enough?

Is dreaming of something people would go like "that's impossible" and go with it anyway is wrong?

Is blaming myself for being a coward not to take any action is normal?

Is having a safe routine and wanting for some extreme ones is abnormal?

Is ignoring my dream the right thing to do?

And does that mean walking away is wrong?

Is staying where I am right now and seeing others achieving their goals okay?

Is being jealous and envious fair for them and for me?

Which should I go with, living for others or for myself?

Does staying in the same lines, box, and zone make me a hero?

Does that make me selfless?

And does stepping outside the old lines, box, and zone make me a villain?

Does that make me selfish?

Is being loyal a curse, and being a scaredy-cat a blessing?

Is it ungrateful to not be satisfied with what I have and ask for more?

Is writing this shitty?

Am I being a total bitch right now?

Do you think I'm exaggerating this way?

Is it really okay not to be okay?

Because I'm not.