The End

I wonder why humans are so fixated about the end.

It isn't the destination, it's the journey

Surely, it is something like of a goal. To reach the finish line. Then, that's it, game over. Seriously, where's the fun in that? I admit, it is not all the great either to not have a goal, such as the case of yours truly.

I don't know what to do with life. I don't have any particular ambition to achieve, generally however, I wish to become better. That's all. No life career to pursue, no direction. Sometimes, it is quite frustrating, yes. What in the world am I going to be in the next ten years? Yes I do have few rough ideas but believe you me, I mean what I say when I say that I really do not know. I don't feign ignorance (jokingly, maybe) but no false pretense of the sort. Only God knows, that much I am well aware of.

But not all the time that I feel so at loss without a goal. Most of the times, I feel lucky that I don't narrow my actions, choices or decisions to one singular entity. It feels good, it feels free. It could be that I have issues with making decisions. So whaaaaaat. I'll take my time while you take yours because you never know what's down the road not taken and I'd like to take a peek first, thank you :D

So, with SPM down to two days.

Here is to the end that brings countless and new beginnings.
I SHALL LIVE.