These past days have been hard to come up with. I have felt the stress before, but this time there are complex considerations in play. Living far from home carries a feeling of displacement. This comes to me from time to time.
I am not weak, but doubts assault my mind every day. Still, nothing clarifies my sight there is only a foggy road ahead. Sometimes, I discover myself numb, in automatic mode, performing daily tasks I already lost any interest in doing.
Regardless of that, there is light at the end of a tunnel. There is hope, I can find my way in the middle of so much confusion. I need to take radical desitions now. Be braver. There is so much to do, so little time, so little energy left.
The conclusion is simple. If you want something you have to fight for it. I mean, literarily fight for it. There must be a hidden meaning into all of this. Maybe here lies a mistery, a divine purpose disguised as mundane perspective. The only thing clear is that you must go foward. There is no other way, you must go further.
Humans are dangerous creatures, there are never satisfied.
The conclusion is simple. If you want something you have to fight for it. I mean, literarily fight for it. There must be a hidden meaning into all of this. Maybe here lies a mistery, a divine purpose disguised as mundane perspective. The only thing clear is that you must go foward. There is no other way, you must go further.
Humans are dangerous creatures, there are never satisfied.
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