Write those words. That’s your only release. Beyond time, space and all that stands between you and what you wish and hope and pray for. You’ve probably not seen it all, but you have seen what has probably mattered. It has shaped who you are, and how you came to be this way. You know that there have been times when in moments that were as close to perfection as they could get, there was always a minuscule void somewhere. And you took recourse to those words to fill that void.
Every moment you live and breathe, you’re fighting something or the other. Worry, anger, a fear of slipping into sadness over things that you can’t change. These words, the ones you write, are your way of discovering the tiny, and yet so very important, bits that you can change and mold in a manner that fits into those jagged edges of the life you have created for yourself. And take it another little step closer to being complete.
You’ve taken your calls, you’ve made your choices – sometimes with due consideration to what others may have expected of you, but most of the time by following your mind or heart or whatever else told you that you were right. It doesn’t matter if you were. What matters is believing it, and doing it, so that you leave no room for regret.
You’ve come quite a way. You’ve still got quite a way to go. And you’re moving – walking, running, stumbling, falling, and yet, inexorably moving. Write those words. They are your strength – sometimes being little drops of poison you’ve actively expunged from your body and soul, sometimes being the flowing water that cushions your falls, but mostly, these words are your friends. The ones you create yourself. The ones that will always endure.
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