what are we doing with our lives? i think this question baffles many of us, twenty-something individuals, most especially myself. i'm turning 30 next year and i'm scared shitless. i look back and think really hard if my 29 years of existence did matter even for a few individuals, and hope that the coming years will be meaningful. there's some form of hunger building up inside me, seeking validation that the world is a better place with me around.
for the past two weeks, we've been waiting for our 'aha' moments. we were quite hopeful that by the end of two weeks of self-indulgence and debauchery... we'll get something from it (not just a beer belly and an empty wallet). perhaps my friends had their share of 'aha' moments. well, good for them. but for me, i'm yet to experience it. and i'm confident that it will come. hmmm... you know why? after three books, hundreds of dollars spent, countless of empty beer bottles, and a bad sunburn, i can sense that there's a tiny speck of light in the deepest recesses of my soul waiting to shine when the time is right.
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