Where it all came from

The world holds thousands of broken promises. I promised myself that I wasn’t going to write again for my mental sanity. After a serious of unfortunate events – like Lemony Snicket’s, I retreated. I hid and became invisible. I was content with knowing how the world was doing but I just didn’t want the world to know about me. The rabbit hole goes deep and when you’re falling, you just need to find yourself. You can only start going up once you hit rock bottom – but where is that?

After having my heart ripped out – by email because technology has made us easy cowards – I sought refuge in a place that doesn’t exist for anyone else but me. Today I break my promise – there you go Astrida, stop annoying me now! – the same way they broke everything ever promised to me.

Today I break my silence because I woke up, closed me eyes, took a deep breath and realised that my life and happiness are worth more than anyone else’s. That’s the beauty of being yourself, enjoying the life you’ve been dealt. I’m one of the luckiest people alive, not only because I have 10 fingers and 10 toes, a university degree, a few pounds too many, an incredible family, a few friends I’d give my life for ,and a job that I’ve been dreaming of for too long; but because today I realised I don’t need or want anything else to be happy. I am living my dream. Maybe a baby rhino could enhance things however that’s another story; the essential is in one’s mystery and only a few are worthy of knowing it. For the rest, here’s the African part I have decided to tell.

“When life gives you a thousand reasons to cry, show them you have a thousand and one reasons to smile”

Just today I think I’ve managed to rack about 400 of them. Today I closed my eyes and realized my life is delicious even with the imperfection of reality. I’m lucky.

As Pooh said: “When it comes to enjoying life and making use of who we are, all of us can; it’s just that some don’t” – B. Hoff

Enough said. Enjoy.