The Last 6 Years
When a man-child has to express himself
It’s hard to believe how quickly time has passed, yet, everything seems to be on a hiatus, now. Six years have eventually come to an end, perhaps, a chapter of my life. Practically, one-third of my life is over. I am living an unconventional yet typical life of a man-child in his early 30s.
Life is unpredictable, and it is significant that one takes risks from time to time, in order to keep their soul alive. Nothing is more fatal than mediocrity. Whatever happens, don’t lose your self.
At times, the body and the baggage that comes with it, become a burden. Imagine breathing inside a coffin. You are alive, but not there.
I keep asking myself, every now and then, “what did I do wrong, that I failed so miserably on this path of self discovery?” And viola, a whole list of my sins appears in front my eyes. I mock myself with disgust, and then move on.
Every soul’s journey is unique, hence, one cannot expect to travel this realm the traditional way. If you are a free spirited person, you might as well prepare yourself for a bumpy ride. Life really knows how to humble you.
