Social icons

Image from Brock Davis

There are years that ask questions and years that answer. I came across this line from a book while I was browsing online. And I thought maybe all this time I have been asking the wrong questions or waiting to hear the wrong answers.

Life has changed so much. I bet if I would come across my past self today, she would be as surprised as I am right now. One day you wake up and realize things seem to be on your side. Then it hits you, things have begun to take a turn for the better. One day you wake up and realize you are in a good place, and you got everything you need.

There are times when you can't fathom the reasons behind what happened, you keep obsessing about the minute details on where you went wrong. Then there are times when you just stop asking and begin to accept everything. There will come a time that your perspectives will change and you'll realize that what you have right now is so much more important than what you've lost. There will come a time when it will dawn you that you have to do something, make a move to achieve what you want to achieve.

Sounds easy but we both know it's easier said and done. There are no shortcuts. I think I've mentioned the word time a lot already, you'd already know what you need first and foremost. Yes, time. And a lot of effort, too, to make it there. Don't forget to throw in a few good friends, some inspiration and the best kind of music to accompany you along the way. You will get there, don't worry. That's what I tell myself everyday. And maybe I'm already there, finally. The journey would be rough at first but when you get there, it would be beautiful.

So far, it's been a good year. Scratch that. It has been a great year.

Not a bad way to start March. Not bad at all. :)

“Here was peace. She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net. 
Pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over her shoulder. 
So much of life in its meshes! She called in her soul to come and see.”
- Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston 

Post a Comment

Powered by Blogger.