At the age of 24,
What can I do? What have I done?
Everyone else is already in their dreamland. Me; I couldn’t sleep.
I was lying on my bed, trying to sleep but there was an unfamiliar feeling. I was questioning my purpose of life.
I know for a fact that there are two life purposes – to serve God and the humanity. Question is; HOW?
If you read Mitch Albom’s infamous Tuesdays with Morrie, there was a paragraph where he (actually, it’s Morrie) claimed that youth is when people feel most suffocated. They don’t understand life.
If it’s too estranged for you, then you might’ve come across the 3-phases of life: when you’re young, you have time and energy but no money; when you’re an adult, you have money and energy but no time; when you’re old, you have money and time but no energy.
So there simply isn’t a time when we have everything. How are we supposed to achieve anything if that’s the case?
Perhaps, Morrie is right. We have to live the moment – don’t think of yesterdays or tomorrows.
Social media sure did some damage to us. I am guilty as charge. I wanted to have what others have. I wanted more. Wasn’t I satisfied? I don’t know.
I know I have a family who is always rooting for me and I thought to myself; what is it that I can do for them?
Then, I feel trapped.
; because I know I have an obligation to fulfill, an expectation to meet.
They didn’t ask for it but I just feel it.
Then again, what’s living? That’d be the hardest question yet to answer.
Does the “waking up at 6, do the 9 to 5 work and perhaps some social life before hitting the sack” routine considered as living? Isn’t repeating things a robot’s job? Are we then, robots?
I think I’m through for today.
My heart feels lighter now.
Thanks for reading. And oh, I’d love to
hear read your thoughts!
Until then, may peace be upon you.