So many days wasted trying to find
the answer, when the answer is that there is no question. Life is what happens
between the day of your birth and the day of your dead. Think of it as a
parenthesis, you know when it begins and you know its going to end at some
point. Knowing that you can fill it with everything you want, but you can not
delete what you have already written. Of course you can cross some parts out
but everyone will know there was something there and that for some reason you
tried to hide it. Yesterday is history, today is reality and tomorrow is a mystery.
Everyone that's been a part of your
life has already gained a space between both brackets. Whether its good or bad,
there it is, a tiny piece of your social environment and an insignificant
molecule among all the human beings that could be as important but they just
didn't get a chance yet. So go outside, not outside of your house but outside
of your personal bounds. The comfort zone is not as sure as its seems, its made
of bubble paper, once you burst the bubbles its just some useless plastic. A cocoon
you'll leave behind. My point is, if it
makes you happy go for it.
Don't say you'd die for someone, its
quite likely that they wouldn't do the same for you. Die happy, beholding what
you left behind with a smile on your face. All you need is someone to remember
you, someone to keep that parenthesis you've created in "the Big Book of Life"
alive.
But hey, how do I know? I'm just a
teenager right? Well, at least I know that if I try to write something like
this by the end of my days, and what I would write doesn't differ much from this,
I'll die with a smile on my face knowing that I was true to myself my whole
life.
-Dani
