Journey's End

There are times in our lives that we experience different kinds of emotions….all at the same time. It’s kind of dumb and embarrassing sometimes but I am having these weird experiences lately and I can’t decipher why. Maybe my soup diet is really killing my brain cells.

Is it stress related? Is it mid-life crisis? Is it hormonal imbalance? I actually don’t know. Maybe my friend is right, I’m losing it. Or people around me are starting to act strange that there are only two ways to it, I’m evolving against my surrounding or they’re changing opposite my direction. To maintain the equilibrium of life, there must be a symmetry existing between one’s self and one’s milieu. But who’s going to give in? What’s at stake? Is it worth it?

Every day, it’s like a race. Competing against time…against life…for fame…glory…pride. The applause is deafening and the reward is overwhelming. Every lap is a challenge to get better..to get ahead…way, way ahead. Sometimes exceeding expectations. As the prize gets better, blood is pumping double time and adrenalin is doing a somersault. It’s addictive. It’s like the smell of a human blood to a shark. It’s almost impossible to stop.

Then looking back, no one’s behind. You’re by yourself. Congratulations, you’re indeed way ahead. You look around. Solitude. No one to share the grandeur of it all. You realized you’ve continuously racing that you lost track of the people you love, lifelong friendships and worst, you lost yourself along the way. Then reality strikes. Conflicting emotions? Self-dispute!!

Stop. True, every second counts…it counts if it's spent loving people dear to you, laughing with friends. The glory is just a façade if it means losing yourself. The race is ridiculous if you’re on your own. Stand still. Wait for the others. Rediscover yourself.

Finish line is still a long way. Life is too short and too precious to be procrastinated. You’ve been there and done that so, what’s there to lose? Nothing. Now, it’s time to take back all that you’ve lost while winning the race. The journey is as important as the destination. You might as well enjoy it.