After all that happened, there comes a moment of silence in your thoughts. At that moment, you know you are either in a plateau between the rise and fall of life, or you’re dead.
Luckily, I’m not dead, but it’s interesting to observe old moments with new eyes. We go through life repeating it in variations, and if we’re lucky and intentional, we get to see life a little differently the next time around…that’s where I am.
Another thing I am right now is afraid. I’m afraid to step forward because this drop has taught me many things and one of them is: Don’t rush to commit when you’re not sure you can deliver. I was practicing it before on a larger scale, but when your body suffers, it becomes about the little things - not expecting yourself to do more each day, simply because it won’t do you good.
Who would have thought that I’d have to de-motivate myself from simple things?