It drives me crazy how life can be so perfect one moment, and so imperfect the next. How it’s so simple and yet it’s so complicated. How one can be so happy and in love one moment, and so cold and unfeeling the next. Life is so contradicting. And even though we think we may know everything about life ; what’s coming around the corner, we’re lying to ourselves. No matter how hard we try to make life the way we want it to be, the way we think is right, we never will be able to. And I’m exceedingly guilty of this crime.
I headed to Changi today, on my own. And I sat on the beach, with nothing else but the sound of laughter, and the waves, and of course the music from my iphone playing in my ears. And I finally let myself enjoy the feeling of freedom, and the feeling of the wind in my hair. No longer do I feel cooped up, alone, and strangled. Free, to be where I wanna be, do what I wanna do. I was finally happy. No, I don’t feel emptiness. I feel more whole now, then I ever will be.
And it took me so many people to ask for help, when I could have just turned to God for advice. When I did, everything seemed much clearer. He’ll guide me from now onwards . No more of me and my selfish decisions.
