I am the kind of person to read the last chapter of a book first. The journey to the end for me is worthwhile if only I know where the road will lead. How will the characters end up? How are the choices they have made and people they have encountered contribute to their end game?
I wish life was like a book. I have made major decisions and taken different paths that am yet to know their consequences. At times I can’t help but wonder if I’ll be a bitter soul at 40 regretting the choices I have made.
20 was quite a big deal for me. I believe I am not the only one. Started out with the realization that I was morphing into a young adult and needed to be more ‘responsible and grown up’. Realized I would need to start seeing things with a different perspective.
I became more aware of the things happening around me.
It wasn’t all rosy. I quit. There got to a time I just whispered to myself ” this is not working anymore” and called uncle. I decided to do what sets my soul on fire and makes me feel alive. All I can do is hope that I made the right decision.
To my support system ( Tony & Mwende) many thanks. We may not talk daily, but you’re in my thoughts.❤
Hello 21. Please be nice😌