I marvel at people who have it all together. People who lead fulfilling, wholesome and happy lives. People who are assured that they are on the right road, in the right direction. People who are- good.
For a while, the wholesome-ness seeps into me.
I feel whole. Being a good person feels good.
But I am afraid they will see the shattered pieces I actually am.
In the maze of crossroads and forks and junctions, I see people going in every direction. I pick a path, just to wander down another at the next fork. Sometimes I know which way I should go, but I choose instead the opposite direction, lured by frivolity and temptations I think will make me happy. I see those skipping merrily on their way; I see those plodding steadily onwards. And I marvel at them.
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I need to sleep.
1 comment:
You really shouldn't be marvelling too much.. For all you know, they have their deep and darkest problems which they don't portray. Simple as that.
You never know, there might be someone else who's marvelling at how "together" you have it all :)
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