As I sit and reflect not only upon my day, but my life, I see it was just not lived, but lived well. The rebellion of my younger years is over and I am certainly ready to embark on a new chapter.
Mixed emotions run rapid through my veins as I remember the past, reflect on the present, and look into the future.
My hunger and yearning for success in life is as high as it has ever been. I am proud, strong, and most inevitably alone in this self-centered, capitalist world of ours.
I realize that yet the beginning of life is over, the end is very much coming.
There is no longer time for procrastination, but time for retrieving the fantasy that lingers amongst the forest of possibilities. My love has dented my life, just as my faith has controlled my soul.
I hope this young, yet mature emotion will lead me in the right direction; to happiness and prosperity. This day of mine has made me cry deep within my soul, as emotions capture the best of my heart and twist them into the mold that will make me the man of tomorrow.
I implore everyone to realize the blessing of life. There will come a day where the meaning of life surrounds you and controls the destiny of you and no other. I love life and love love. But as much as love may ruin life, you are destined to find love that changes it.