Many people pen down their thoughts through actions. Others through words. For some of us, I like to pen down my thoughts into evaluation and self-reflection. I determine where I go, what I need be doing, why I am where I am today, based on my constant evaluation. But more often than rarely, I am wrong.
The recent turn of events made me realise that, no matter how hard a person tries, if the effort is inefficient, the work will not pay off. How hard he tries to make things happen, time is against him. The tide flows against him. Thunders roar before him. Despite everything he has to endure, as long as he still have his breath, all is well.
All the has-been for me is just a big whirlwind. I don’t know where I was, what I was doing. Now, I’m staring at something I’ve been doing for months, and I have no clue what is going on. I’ve been pushing myself at something so bleak, so vague that I had to think twice about everything I do or say. I feel lost, tired, confused. I spend most of my time wondering what is going on. I don’t know anything and everything from inside out. I just have to rely on logic and faith to keep things positive in my life. It’s not something I wish I can do without. It is, in a way, the survival of the fittest.
It’s not a competition, it’s not a fight. It’s not even war. It’s a desperate cry for rest and restoration.
I am, in every possible, also thankful for having Ting in my life. She has been my support, my encouragement, my motivation to pull through all my situations. (: Thank you, honey.
Time will tell if I can endure through, obediently.