One step at a time
I think life is a lot about reflecting on your past and looking into the future. With 2021 ending with a gasp in my heart, and 2022 starting with a foggy prelude, I am compelled to welcome things as they are and coming. No matter what I do, the universe works on its own. But that just doesn't take away the determination with which I want to do things. I put in my heart and soul in doing things I like, for people I love, and for causes that matter the most. Even after surrendering myself if things don't turn up the way I intend them to do, I still work for them. I burn myself over it, kill myself over it, keep working for what I aspire - if still, it doesn't end up the way I intend, then I consider it's the universe's way of telling me - babe, it is time. It is good to take things slow.. never until now I realised the pace of taking things slow can be stretched to months. The reclusion where I am right now is cathartic. Perhaps I needed it and didn't realise it,
