I turned 22, you guys!
Life-changing things are happening around me. This post might not be the one you want, but this blog is just me having a conversation with myself. I am in a good place. There is a roof on my head, no scarcity of basic needs, a job in a renowned company, decent pay, and a life that is a dream to many others. I am grateful.
I am genuinely happy.
No, I am just lying about the happy thing. I do not know. I am just searching for something better.
What?
Just kidding though!
I do not know what I am looking for in life! I want myself to be happy. I want to do something that I am proud of and do something that I want and need. I want to prove to myself that I am worthy and not to the world. I want to work. Work my arse off. I want to create. I want to earn. I want to build things; contribute to society; by society, I mean nature. I want to do the things that matter. I do not want to feel jealous when someone else is living the dream that I am living in my dreams at night. I do not want to complain. I do not want to rant. I do not want to be a toxic person to myself. I want to be just as refreshing as a cold breeze after a hot day. I do not want to lose myself in the process of finding myself. I want to be grateful. I want a hot coffee, a long break, a place to think, and a plan to execute.
So, yeah. 22 is just as hard as 21. It is just another year of endless rants of adulting. I hope that this is a year for a change that my soul seeks.
I know you have missed this "Drink more water, macha!" more than me.
Stay Hydrated, all you beautiful people!
Just adulting things !! It's okay to be not okay. Well, as usual this too shall pass..
ReplyDeleteohh yeah! we shall pass this too!
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