Whirlwind

It’s a whirlwind of challenges for me this year. I’ve got lots of hurdles to jump over, and those hurdles just get higher and higher each time and it’s like God was never there—even though he is, or should be there. I’ve got big decisions to make, and I don’t know which decisions should be made. It’s weird, really. Considering that it used to be great and stuff, and now, it seems kind of dictatorial. And how do you work in an environment that makes you feel constricted? Isn’t that like a death sentence?

I believe that you have to enjoy your work in order to survive. Work is meant to be enjoyed, not labored or tortured over. Of course, you labor or torture yourself (at least) for something that you love to do, or something that actually means something to you. Where had all these fantasies of butterflies, rainbows and sunshine gone to? It now seems a little distressing and dark, and that’s not a good sign.

I don’t know where the path will lead, but I know it ain’t gettin’ straighter each passing day. Sometimes, the curve is just too curvy that you have to sort of curve yourself to be able to curve in. And sometimes, there are lots of potholes all over. And too many times too often, I just find myself falling into those crazy potholes.

Life’s a challenge, but sometimes, it’s doesn’t have to be. All of those challenges are brought upon by human beings. There’s always a way to overcome it, but those challenges are not necessary to bring forth in the first place. It’s just never that necessary.

I need a breather. I need a time-out. I need to float with the ever flowing clouds of joy, that seem to run away every time I try to go near.

Yes, I need a breather, and it should be now. When can I come up for air?

Well, I hope it’s now. Coz it’s the air that sustains me and keep me sane. Keep me to the point of being in harmony with the rest of my own being. That’s seriously important. And I really believe in that.