Survival Of The Fittest
I don't know. I really don't know. What to do, what to think, what to expect. I'm halfway up the slope. At least I feel I'm going up, but I could be wrong, I don't care. When I left for this journey I knew I had to take it, alone, I knew there would be no return. My greatest expectations were nowhere near the wonderful things I have experienced along the way. But I knew this day would come. I knew one day, despite all the good, I would feel this je ne sais quoi torturing me, feeling cold and weak, looking for shelter. This is a lonely journey, I can't see what lays ahead, not even to the sides. I can't go back, I don't want to. I've passed several checkpoints, I've had helping hands along the way but, sooner or later, I always end up all alone in the dark. I knew it would be like this, I know I must go on no matter the rain, the snow, the freezing cold. No matter the darkness. I was never one of the fittest, I was never a survivor. I always needed shelter during hardship to replenish my strength. Now I don't have one, home is no longer behind, that's the price of adulthood. Home lies ahead, wherever it is, whatever its shape might be. That's why I began this post by writing "I don't know". Because I really don't, all is uncertainty right now, even the path to follow. All I know is I must survive, the world outside and my own fears. It may be against the odds, but I will.
posted by J at 6:01 PM
2 Comments:
Of course you will!
A nossa idade é tão linda, tão cheia de descobertas, de novas visões do mundo!
E acho ainda que, a par das nossas escolhas, devemos ir observando tudo e interiorizar e sentir e descobrir a poesia e o indízível das coisas!
;)
you posted in english, i'll comment in english...you asked me to make some comment about your writting, if I found any flaws to tell you and criticise...well i'm not doing that, i'm not even a portuguese teacher, being portuguese as i am, much less an english teacher, so i leave the critics of your writtings to another. What I will say is: you're not alone, at least you may not be alone, i will help if i can and if you ask, i'll try to make your way, not a desert or a snow valley, but a field of green grass and flowers all around, where you can smile and have fun...what i'm just saying is that, i'm here, and you are not in your adulthood, you still have a couple more years ahead, and much to live too...and keep climbing the rope, just don't look back! :)
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