Once when I was very young, so much focused to the promising career I have in front of me, so in love with the idea of success and so into planning every aspect of it, I go to sleep and dream of beautiful things. Then I grew older and exhausted and slept and lost fate on those dreams. Luckily I did not lose my self, its dreams when it was way younger and much more fearless.
So I rose to a better version of me, shedding that skin of fear of the unknown, now understanding death as encompassing acceptance of what is doomed. I refuse to die, even when all odds go against me, not without fighting and fighting really well.
If you have read up to this point let me turn on you and get to your head:
- that you know what you want to do but still mustering the courage to do so. Try to think 5 years from now, when you are wiser, and hear your older self saying - if only I did this, if only I started right away, I wouldn't have wasted so much time, I would have made things a lot better. Just do it. Don't chicken out. You'll soon die. And the worst way out is not doing anything you can be proud of in your deathbed.
- that making a decision,even how complex ,is always choosing what is right or what you can learn from. Don't be afraid to make one, it's not about failing that you're afraid of, it's the uncertainty of doing so that makes you chicken out. Use your brain, exhaust all your means and decide. It won't matter in the end if you made the right decision or sucked, what mattered is you went farther and learned. Just do it.
- that looking up for help never goes out of style. I have been in and out of my faith but for the times I come back I am never failed. Don't doubt the force that lets you see light out of the darkness, don't think you can do it alone because you know when going against the tide, you might want to hang on to something rather than your ears.
I guess I am ready to stop here.
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