The world as we know it is not always what we dream of it. It is scary and insane but in the simplest forms, it is strange. Then in it, we find things stranger beyond imaginations.

Are you worried that this is not going anywhere serious? Don’t be, it is going somewhere but not serious.

Why does everything have to be serious? Just so we can be called perfect or diligent? Or could it be the craze or desire to fall into one of the many exhausting categories our society has created without our inputs?

What do you do? I know that is easy to answer but what do you say, convincingly, when you are asked why do you what you claim to do? If you are a writer, why did you start out in the first place? Is it to impress your readers or to express your thoughts and beliefs? To help build a nation that we all deserve or to deceive and cause division?

Why do you do it? To rip others off or to build a legacy that you can be remembered for? To denigrate others? Does it make sense yet? I bet no

Let me tell you, all those boxes you are trying to check so that everyone in your area can give you some accolades, will fade off and you would be disappointed at the things you didn’t do.

You will regret the trips you didn’t take and the trips you didn’t make. When all the chips are down, you will wish that you’d met more people, shared your time with more people and laughed more.

The times you spend worrying about catching up about the changes around you could be spent easing up. Easing up will not only guaranty long life, it will also give you the chance to free up and network; meet people and build relationships that would work.

It doesn’t have to be picture perfect, just embrace the strange things of life and fly without wings.