Am I wrong for this?
I’d hate to ask those who say to keep pushing through and do enough each day.
Lately, I’ve just been wanting quiet. Doing nothing. Listening to nothing sounds.
I’ve realized this is who I am.
The person who wants to do something big, make a loud noise, and walk on thrown flower petals.
The one who wakes up days at a time and says, let’s do this!
Some days, like recently, I wake up when I want and lie in bed all day listening to the soft ambiance artists make and songs of nature.
I decide I don’t want a big modern house but one tucked away in the mountains.
I want to write and not post.
Listen and not talk.
Not talk for days.
While they all expect something from me.
Or do they?
What is my destiny? I ask my Maa.
I follow my heart’s desire in all moments in hopes that no matter what, I end up where I’m supposed to be;
happy, calm, present, in love.
The days pass by faster the busier I get.
Time flies by.
I’m getting older.
And still, I see many futures in sight.
Which will I choose?
Which will it be?
Thinking… thinking….