You created your own labyrinth, yet you are your own way out.
You hope to be rescued, to be set free, to escape. And yet, the only one stopping you from being free, is you.
Perhaps, you are confined to a job that is restricting you from doing what you want to do. Perhaps, you are bound to your past actions that you believe define who you are now. And so on and so forth…
You thought, heck you might’ve even believed, that eventually you’ll set yourself free from whatever it is you locked yourself in. You even thought that it’ll only be for a little while, that you’ll get out soon enough. But in the grim reality, you kept further locking yourself away and losing your way.
At the end of the day, you look up into space and think about how is it that you’ve ended in such a place. A place of stress, anxiety, discontent. What was supposed to be a one-time deal became your lifestyle. What was supposed to be a favor became your labor.
Thus, you ended in a dead-end. A cul-de-sac. A box. A cell, a prison.
And the ridiculous reality of it all, is that you placed yourself in such a position. You were the one taking all the wrong turns. Following various paths, except your own.
However, in the same manner that you got yourself in such a mess, you can find your way out. In all honesty, it’s simple. But then again, “simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.”
The labyrinth, the box, cell, or whatever else you have locked yourself in, is nothing but your own creation. An idea that you have created for yourself, that perhaps doesn’t even exist, but is a mere fallacy.
You see, you created a box. A box of limitations, rules, restrictions. And for some particular reason, you then locked yourself in that box. In the beginning, the box was broad, vast, loose. A box that you believed you could easily get out of. Yet, as time passed, the box became more limited and less ‘open.’ Eventually, this box, this creation of yours, left you with no breath.
That is when you made a simple choice. A choice of escape. A choice that you believed was out of reach, or that didn’t even exist. At the darkest, most finite moment, you simply found the key. A key that is found in another idea, an idea of freedom. And somehow, somehow beautifully, you opened your own lock.
In a moment, you went from being completely limited and restricted, to being free and independent. Free from the past, free to truly live. Free to be you.
“Just do it.”
“Dream as if you’ll live forever. Live as if you’ll die tomorrow.”
“YOLO — You only live once.”
“Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans.”
Such phrases, though utterly cliché, are simple. And yet, deeply intricate. Escaping is a matter of just doing it. Escaping is realizing that you only live once.