yeah, i didn't really get it either...
someday, i will decide.
i may not be certain,
but i will at least have made a choice.
i will have thrust my own brush out onto the world's canvas and began to make my mark
it will be cool green
and glowing gold
it will sing all favorite songs at once
hum all the beauteous melodies and harmonies simultaneously
it will have it’s own theme-song, ever changing and completely and utterly original—unlike anything ever heard
it will be confident with certainty and direction
instead of tracing random patterns and shapes absentmindedly,
it will create a new piece of art: unique, with ideas never seen before
striving for Perfection,
i'll swim against the current and all the normalities of this life and be entirely content
my decision won't be perfect--
i will fall and flop against the sand, heart pounding; feeling like one more step will kill me
but i will rise again and keep running till the end:
happy in my choice
------[an absentminded school-mate]