Ultimately, I don’t want to be a burden. I’m not saying I’m useless, what I’m saying is I’m full of ambivalence. It’s a disease, an infection. See, it’s like photography, you don’t know what will develop, until you take the photo. But take it with confidence, take it because you’ve seen something so beautiful you want to capture its pureness at its essence, take it because you appreciate its mundane but extraordinary features, or take it because you really don’t know what will happen; the danger, the opportunities, the love, the life. It’s quite difficult, I know, because the leap is massive, well perhaps not, but it’s a leap. I’m not trying to be dire, believe me, I’m trying to stay as optimistic as possible, it’s tough. History will always reinforce your doubts, and that’s common, but history can’t predict the outcome, and that’s the beauty of it all.
I’m a very reluctant person, especially when it comes to new adventures, because I don’t want to disappoint anyone. It’s probably empathy, or the lack of communication with people, I know that may seem like a contradiction but it’s the truth. I usually distant myself because I don’t want to be a burden to anyone. It’s quite a mystery; the life, the love, the struggle, but when in doubt, pray. I really want to be positive, especially what’s blooming, and quite frankly, I don’t know what it is, but I hope it’s not bad, for you. I hope I can be efficient and wholesome, and, well, I hope I won’t be a burden. Indeed, this might be my most cryptic and vague post yet; full of metaphors and uncertainty. Although, I am certain for one thing, that it’s genuine. Perhaps we’ll find out later, or not, but I enjoyed every minute. And with every minute is a new memory. Thank you.
Until next time, safe travels.
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