Self Heed to Succeed

I’m sorry for not having the guts to come to you with this earlier There’s so many things I would like to tell you, ask you about… so many conversations we have never had, but need to have, withstanding the ticking of time. We’ve been playing a game of avoidance for decades now, gulping every feeling of weakness, fear or true sentiment, hoping we could read each other's minds.  Now that rush of time, is making itself be heard a little bit louder, ticking under the weight of draughts and lockdowns, the fear of misusing the present we own is beyond any feeling of shame, fragility or fear. I can feel it moving under my feet and as much as I’m grateful for the one I have and have had, it’s closely bringing me to a realisation that the end of a chapter is getting closer and closer every day.  So many questions rumbling through my head, laying them all out will have them mistaken for a SAT test.

Down Memory Lane Remember that one time you first became curious about something, the first time you were passionate, excited to jump off the bed every dawn, for the sake of doing that one thing?That one dream you'd obsess about, running down the street to catch the last bus, just in time for class; and at 3:00am with your eyes shut, dreaming about that warmth you feel everytime doing it? Now, do you remember that one day you woke up and everything felt perfect, you were at the top of your game and you felt like you held life in your fingers? Do you remember the pain you felt in your chest when that one person told you, your passion, dream and source of purpose, wasn’t good enough for this world? When the phrase started with “It’s” and ended with “just a phase”, when you first heard the words “you’ll grow out of it” and "it’s not realistic” and from the one person you trusted: “Do as you're told”. When the teacher and your peers at school laughed about your dream of becomi...