The mind is always filled with questions whether to continue or not, to let go and move on, or to go one unnoticed..and we often try to search for the answers through the random views of the window, the blankness of the ceiling and the silence of the walls.
But today, I stopped bugging inanimate objects for answers they cannot provide. I realize, there is no choice offered. No matter how wide of an ocean is your tears of misery, the sun will seize to set and rise. No matter how close your heart is to giving up, the universe will continue to expand and the people in it will not stop living and dying. No matter how many stitches fail to cover up the pain, the earth will tilt and the clouds will not stop creating rain. No matter how many times I fly and fall, time will persist to plant wrinkles upon my face and invade my head with a crown of snow.
There are no choices fluttering above our heads because life goes on. It does not wait for the little hands we have to be big enough to catch all the bitter things in the world. Life will always send clouds upon you head, to rain on you until the spirit inside you wilts dulls up. It does not stop or wait. Life goes on.
But dear reader, one thing I’ve learned from being dragged across this race of life is that within me there lives an invincible summer-a courage that no winter can ever break. And do even if life goes on, I will always stand up and say “do your worst.”