It’s been a while since i’ve posted, a ‘long’ while. Writing almost feel foreign to me at this point. Been through so much, accomplished so little…but i’m getting there, I have no other option. My fear is to wake up one day in my late 50’s and realize I haven’t accomplished anything I set my mind to in my younger years. My fear is to wake up one day and realize I wasn’t able to show my loved ones I could make my dreams come through before the cycle of life takes them. My fear is to wake up one day and not only be disappointed with the world, but most of all be disappointed with myself. My fear is to wake up one day and find out I’ve lost myself.
No work or love will flourish out of guilt, fear, or hollowness of heart, just as no valid plans for the future can be made by those who have no capacity for living now.
-Alan Watts