Earlier, when I stepped into this section, I couldn't have flown faster from here. I've always been afraid of speaking out (or in this case, writing) my mind, because of the sole thought that someone may read it and think I'm going crazy right now, or that my writing is lame. But here I am, trying my best not to seem like a try-hard person.
Ok, Self contained underwater breathing apparatus. I guess most of you (or at least a lot of people) have read that children's book about a boy who met a crazy girl and didn't want to like her but at the end, she ends up dying and he is left with nothing than regrets. Well, when I came back here, I couldn't get that quote out of my mind and it kept wandering around my head like saying: I know that you want to say something, and I know you won't dare to tell anyone because you're a coward. But tonight I'm feeling confident and I'll share my thoughts.
When you spend your life as an only child, with a single mother who works most of the time outside home, and you are looked after by your grandparents, who are done with children since they raised ten of their own, you get a lot of alone time. And a lot of alone time brings you the most precious gift a child can get: creativity and imagination. I would spend days and days watching pictures of what it looked like west european houses and villages, daydreaming with the day I'd live there with a family of my own, walking past the trees and gardens from my beloved neighbours. Little did I know I would continue with this instropective trips until my late teenagers years and that due to this mindset of mine I would miss most of any average teen's life experiences; and gain some others, that my peers didn't even know about.
A quote that stack with me was:
"I don’t have as much time, as i need to see everything, but that is what makes it so special"
Nowadays, almost fifteen years after I was introduced to this eye-watering story, I feel like I have even less time than what I had back then, and I still haven't seen much of what I'd wanted to.
In this post-pandemic age, where life has got a whole new meaning, when earn a living has become a never ending self-repeating systematic torture where your only consolation is a mediocre wage at the end of the week (for a few lucky ones), we should stop to appreciate the little things we overview on a daily basis and try our best to achieve what really makes us happy instead of fulfilling everybody else's expectations.