The conversation and ideology used to be about passion, doing what you love, and pursuing your dreams—and I was the biggest consumer of it all—but now that I am where I am, I can say that things have changed.

I’m glad I was re-routed, and completely denied access to the life I thought I was “meant” to pursue. I don’t regret that my plans didn’t turn out how I thought. I guess, looking back, I was too much in my little world and unaware of what was actually happening in the world around me.

I’m glad I learned this lesson. You really have to just deal with whatever happens, jump on whatever boat comes your way, and just pray it will get you someplace better. Sometimes it doesn’t though, and you either quit, or you start all over.

I have no idea if where I am now is going to lead to something better. Maybe it will; maybe it won’t. And I know that at any moment everything I have can come crashing down and disappear.

So, what now?

To learn to make the most of every opportunity that comes in life. And to also not get too attached because at the end of life, it doesn’t amount to anything anyway. Yes, it sounds like it all sort of negates itself, but humans are hope-based beings, and how you see the future completely shapes how you live today. And considering how I see the future and what death and after death will amount to, well, for me, it makes sense.

Not sure where any of this is leading me, but I’ll just keep on praying this will all lead to someplace better than here.

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