There are moments we caught ourselves at the in-between. The more we get through life, the more we see this is not just black and white. As an older would say, and a younger would never quite understand why, life is not just black and white, once you find more shades in between, you find it more attractive. I start to see more of those. And as a result, it is more delicate indeed, thriller and more frightening. The risk becomes higher and at the same time does the anticipation of rewarding go alongside.
It is more exhausting, it is tired, emotionally consuming and yet we are at the edge always about to fly. Today I feel I am there, right at the edge again, and there is a huge urge for a jump. If it was me 3 years ago, I would jump in a blink. But the now I hesitate, think, scare.
I don’t know if I would jump. The 3-year-ago me might laugh at this cliche act of hesitation. But the now me understand that it is what it is, it takes what it has to take. And I see myself swimming in the current of the unknown. It is an amazing discovery. Just like the way Sadness is getting to be appreciated in the system of Inside feeling. And as I start to appreciate the unknown, the destination is open, the possibility is everywhere. The creativity is on the table
… what if I jump,
and then what if I fly,
what would I have to drop?