I woke up this morning, and wondered for how long I’ll be breathing and live this life? But, I didn’t have the answer. And, I knew that I ain’t suppose to know the answer.
Sigh. This feeling made me speechless. I don’t feel good or bad about being speechless.
I think it just a moment in life, that I need to embrace. I can just ignore it, and pretend there’s nothing to worry. But, I choose not to pretend. I choose to embrace this silence. To think over how I suppose to live life to the fullest. And, how do I define that fullness?
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