I breathe through my journals. I write to feed my soul. But I had to stop.
We all know how it is to be hopeless. We all know how it is to be hopeful. But today I realized that those opposite ends have a middle ground.
Time flies so fast! I still can't believe it's almost 7 months since I graduated from the university. Now it feels like my whole college experience is so surreal. Like I know it happened, but, to me, it seems that it's losing its concreteness. Memories seems to be fading and people, drifting away.
Seeing life from a heart transplantee's point of view is the most life changing experience I've ever had from reading a book. It's an old book, published around year 1990, but the lessons from it are eternal.
"Books are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you."
"It gets worse before it gets better."
We all have to make decisions and we can’t escape making bad ones, but what we can do is to live with it and move forward.
But what's sad about being okay is that you're neither too happy to jump around and tell everybody about it nor too sad to call someone out of nowhere and cry your heart out. It's neither black nor white. It's just grey. And being in that middle ground can be numbing in itself.
Life could be as messy as it is, yet still beautiful, if we only learn how to appreciate it for what it REALLY is.
Here's the catch: Writers write but writing isn't just for writers. You don't always have to make sense. You don't always have to be good at it right away either. Just write if you want to.