A little misgiving

So many misgivings. Not exactly cleared away. But these memories serve to enlighten and to alight the moments in time we wish we had forgotten.

Truly makes a wish of a clear straight path, one without brambles and thorns hidden in a bush. Oh how the young cry uncertain, flailing aimlessly in the dense fog.

We lose sight of ourselves while lacking confidence. We lose hope when we see nothing but eyes of criticism.

But what can be said is shut your eyes little one and not let your mind wander aimlessly anymore.

Feel the poignant bigger picture. Afloat in the skies. And notice how small you are. How small all the characters are. And how the little mistakes, the grief, the loss- matters not.

It is painful to be human.
But what bliss it is to feel.
I miss the days of musings that could go so deep. I miss the natural curiosity we had as kids. And the desire to absorb the words of the world with an open mind.

Need to go to the literature session and submerge myself in philosophy books.