Time pass by, you look back and years seems to pass in seconds.
You look forward and it seems that you have a lot of time, like months instead of weeks and years instead of months.
My point is that the looking forward or backward that causes more damage than good, but you need to live in the life, and life is now, back and hopefully will be for a long time. What do I want to do? What do I want to achieve?
Such a westerner mentality, I'm not even writing in my native language; I'm not even trying to argue with myself, I just want to know what moves me, what gives me the energy to even go on.
The first thing that comes to my mind is that I have a fire in me, a curiosity, a willingness to get to the inner side of my soul, to use myself as a tool to know the life itself.
Out of my reach.
Is that even worth a try?
Maybe I just want a reason to get out of bed in the morning, and I mistake my hunger for knowledge for just another mere excuse to get up, at the end of the day it really doesn't matter, it is a nice excuse.