For years now, I have been trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. But the more time passes, the more I realize that I can’t have an infinite amount of days to reap what I sow.
As such, I have had my share of days where I would set my “seeds” in bloom. Various ideas filled with hopes and dreams. On paper, it was good to be ambitious. However, in practice, it makes me feel like I have been scattering myself too thin so to speak.
In a sense, it’s good that I have been willing to try things out. I have already accepted that my pathway to victory will not be a straight and narrow one.
It has already been a twisted, unpredictable one that drains me more and more as I traverse it.
Yet, despite all of that, I keep going forward. Albeit, I go very slowly. There is so much I want to do with my life, but I can’t keep expecting everything just to sprout up out of the blue. Not without any rhyme or reason, anyway.
But what can I do in my situation? These seeds of mine will never amount to anything unless I try to make something – anything – work.
I can’t be too picky.
Not every seed will become something. Not everything will bloom and thrive. Still, perhaps we are in love with the notion that any seed is capable of becoming something more when enough time passes.
Maybe I am just caught up in this fact as well.
If I wanted to, I could have given up many, many years ago…
I am stubborn. Probably to a fault.
I keep trying to inch my way forward, and yet I feel like I am still stuck in so many ways. It feels like a living paradox.
Alas, my seeds are out there. It is time I start giving some particular seeds the right kind of attention. This way, I stand the best chance in the end.
“Progress is perseverance.” – Nhan Pham
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