It is the awkward moment when your pupils shrink and your field of vision narrows down, centering on "this is what I want." When the nostrils are flaring, and the watch you wear becomes an annoying jewelry.
At that moment, your heart becomes a countdown timer. As if you are under the likeness of the Holy Spirit, you suddenly know. The protagonists in your life up to that moment become foolish extras. And everything you had been considering until then as precious, becomes a lead ball chained to your leg.
Everything you did't know till then becomes now meaningful, and everything you knew becomes silly. Pebbles acquire a soul, and your arms feel extended. In your dimension, you and your plan are in a divine harmony. Horseflies buzzing around you do not bother you anymore.
It's the time for big decisions. The moment you take off the clothes that others have chosen for you, which you have been squeezing yourself in for so many years without knowing it. It's the moment you will plug your ears, to hear only whispers from inside. When you realize that the biggest cost is not the wasted years that have passed, but the wasted years that will come, if you do not make the right decisions.
"That's what I want." And I will get it through a lonely route, just like we are born and die. A route that will take me from "That's what I want" to "That's what I am." And if I fail, no regrets; the fact that I approached it will suffice.
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