I used to be a fanatic about self-reflection, and about recognizing changes in myself and figuring out what they mean.
Not this time around. Now, my life is changing on an hourly basis, really, going from what I have learned to call my own, to something unknown, exciting, but uncertain. I compare it often to the previous changes in my life, which were forced, sudden and raptured the past from my future. Following that analogy, I shouldn’t be scared at all, because one way or another, those changes have brought about best things in life, and have enriched my life beyond any expectations. But now i’m 33 years old, it’s not easy to start over with two suitcases and boxes of books.
Now I find it hard to analyze, to go inside my mind and put in order the chaotic scenarios and picture the future even two months ahead. So instead, i’ll be going with the flow, trying to get the glimpses of revelations and jot them down, hopefully not forget the experiences and feelings i encounter. New life begins, again.
Enough for now, will write more when i am inspired. Now off to arms trade treaty and the rights of victims of armed violence!
