“Here’s the cool part: it’s often the journey that is the most fulfilling part. It’s during these seemingly small, insignificant moments that you’ll often find that “aha” moments that help you answer the question, “What do I want to do with my life?”
– Scott Christ
Yet another day has passed, and I have nothing but a single thought in mind that is ‘What am I doing with my life’. For I am with good health and proper resources, and yet I keep on wasting this life by letting days pass by. More so, I let my emotions get the best of me. I became a slave to them, tying me down to my bed and not letting me do anything productive, and even damaging my health.
Hours pass by and soon become months in an instant, and when the New Year comes I ask myself, “What have I done?” Then I am infilled with regret knowing I have wasted my life. My soul is not at peace, there is an ugly emotion stirring inside me because there is a higher purpose my soul has and yet I rebel against it. That poignant feeling inside that you can’t shake off because your fears took the best out of you and gave you nothing but bitter regrets which is not worth the trade for comfort.
There is nothing comforting in excuses, especially that excuse of delaying everything till tomorrow comes. But what if it never really comes? This is not a question of unexpected death but rather the reality that each and every day is a different day. No day is the same as any day, the people and opportunities present at never the same. In a way, we do die and get reborn each day, because the person we are yesterday and the events will never be exactly the same.
I am young, with a lot of regrets of the past and those regrets are not the failures I’ve done. Truth is, those failures molded me, and if only I didn’t let it get through me in a bad light. Those failures are stepping stones of what went wrong, teaching me to live better next time. Failures pave way for gain rather than neglected tasks. Activities that I should have done if not for superficial fear and laziness, because in failures there are answers rather than regrets that ask the question, “What if?”
My deep regrets for not seizing the day.
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