Today’s breakfast was good. Was it that I woke up feeling
fresh, not tired and haggard? Maybe it was the full kilometer I finally ran. Was
it the sense of purpose I have suddenly developed?
Maybe, it was the warm ambience that greeted me as I
entered. Perhaps it was the scent of coffee. Perhaps it was that face at the
counter who gave me a taste of a past that I miss. Yes, it is the ambience.
Even though I am tucked away, tapping to the sound of my never ending thoughts,
I feel a strange sense of belonging here. No, I feel like I am there again.
Those mornings I woke up with a sense of purpose. Tired, but that pull towards wanting
to do something; I miss that. I miss
having that pull of what I wanted.
Not what society has deemed for me to want. How do I achieve what I want? I
must first discover what it is. Then, and only then, can I work towards making
it happen. But then, life comes in the way. There are responsibilities to
uphold, bills to pay, friends to meet, relationships to upkeep,..then the next
question comes: is it still even possible?
Impossible is the journey that I never begin.
Have I began mine? Yes. And this fine morning, in this
wonderful new place I have discovered, I have made it move just a little bit
more. Today is the day I set greater goals in motion. I will move forward. No,
the path is not set in stone; but what is the fun of walking a straight road in
which I absolutely know the outcome?
Will I be here again? Most definitely.
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