Listening to instrumental music at 2-3am brings about certain emotions and provoke certain thoughts.
That vague and lurking feeling that I’m missing out something in life. Yet at the same time I am not willing to let go of what I’m having to seek that important missing piece. It may be greed, it may be fear, or it may just be fomo.
People say you should learn to value what you have, and tell tales about how you tend to miss the good flowers just because you want to explore the whole field. Yet people also say not to settle for fine, but to look for great. What is the right way to go about life?
Sometimes I feel like I know what I’m looking for in my life, sometimes I’m not so sure. I’ve always believed I’m destined for greater things, and I have the potential for so much more. Yet I am stuck where I am without a clue how to move on to where I want to be.
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Also one of those emotions where you feel like you are by the sea by yourself. The wind is blowing, the sun not so clear and there are clouds in the sky. You look at the waves crashing on the shore and thinking about your life, the people in it, the universe, the linkage among them all. And you realize that you are so small, so unimportant, that you are just a being flashing by this everchanging universe. Then, all of a sudden, everything becomes so unimportant as well, and you feel like you can let go of anything. Nothing really matters after all.
In the grand scheme of things, some things that may seem important at first actually don’t matter. What’s left is that moment you are in now, with the sea and the breeze, and yourself.
