Everyday, I wake up and ask myself "What am I doing with life?".
There're days when I wake up knowing the definite answer, days when I don't know for sure.
It feels somewhat like holding the key of life in your palm, squeezing it really hard until your hands start bleeding, but you still not know what to do, can't help staring at the floor, where your blood, your passion and your efforts flow away, as rivers flow to oceans. I wonder if that was my insecurity or the consequences of my routine which I tried to fix so many times which stopped me from moving forward.
I want to be great, though whatever it takes.
I don't want to live an "Asian-kid-starter-pack" life, where all you have to do is getting married at 27, regardless what you're doing with your careers.
I want to be something, go somewhere.
But what am I doing now? Am I settling down, rushing to the destination that I've ever wanted?
I don't know.
05/08/2020
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