It's been over a year since I've touched my blog. I'm not really sure what compelled me to update it, but a few days ago I read over all my old posts, saved some, and deleted them all from the site. Kind of like a rebirth of sorts. A fresh starting point.
Then, I let it sit.
Days passed without so much as a written word. Looking back, I realize now that somewhere between who I used to be and who I am now I lost motivation. I lacked the fire that once burned inside my chest. My posts were once filled with wonder. Hope. Excitement. Curiosity.
I was naive. My past self was blinded by young blood running through my veins. My skin was just starting to be touched by the passage of time. Somewhere between then and now, I've grown into the present.
My previous posts reminded me of a time when I knew where I was going and who I was. They reminded me of me. I'm not quite sure how I ever lost that...
But, of all the things I've lost, I've also gained a hell of a lot as well. I've gained perspective in life. Hunger for greatness. Restlessness in stagnation. Respect for what I plan to achieve.
I may not be who I was before, but I've come to accept that I'm not meant to be. The past is meant to show us where we've been. The future is where we become who we're meant to be. The present belongs to us.
I think I'd like to take it in and stay a while.
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