It has been more than a month since I turned 30 and ever since then I feel more in tune with myself. Knowing more that I'm indeed a woman or at least what I hope I'll be. Is it late for me to think of this? Or maybe why just now that I've got this womanly thought in mind? Is it because I overindulged in the wallows and wonders of being carefree and just having fun which for me is just hanging out, riding through the current, just staring blankly at the horizon, looking at the sides, up and front again. You know how you search Facebook mindlessly pulling you to click this, and that, and next thing you know hours has already passed. Many great read, few friends you've touched based with again, from up and down the scroll you've gone through countless times. Nothing really has been achieved, nothing that would really moved you forward in life. And that's really how I've been probably how I've spent a portion of my life on the past years. Checking stuff, peeking into it and moving on to the next cool stuff. It was entertaining and sometimes boring, but yet I never fail to get distracted. There's a lot of interesting things out there that I'd want to spend my time just poking on to it.
Now that I've turned 30, I've slowly feel the urge to paddle my own way around and go see things that I really wanted to see rather than just seeing what is appearing before me. While that sounds exciting it's pretty colossal to go places where you know that there are tons of them that you want to see. So then I'm still learning to stay focus, and accept that not everything in life I can experience. I'll just have to trudge a way that I want to be my life, no poking on other routes anymore, just looking ahead, moving forward, and staying there.
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