The weight of focus

A housemate of mine once told me, “My mum says I’m the type of person who picks all the seeds and throws out the flesh of the watermelon”. Focus on what’s important. She claimed she was lacking this attribute. I listened intently and gave her a couple of encouraging words to convince her she’s better than she thinks but deep inside of me, I’m thinking, “That’s actually me”.

You see, I have experienced a myriad of consequences from making the wrong decisions, time after time. Sometimes I ponder and ask God why I’m always put in tough situations while my peers and family members of around my age group, pursuing similar milestones in life, all lead stable and contented lives. Most of them work relatively good prospected jobs and are in a fulfilling relationship (blossoming towards marriage) thus far. I on the other hand, have enjoyed a life of hedonism almost all of my life, with a peak from college years.

The saying of my housemate was all but true: I lacked the focus I needed to stay on the track of winning. I must admit I am a pursuant of all sorts; I take interest in many different things, then give up halfway when I’m bored. I’ve studied many different majors in Uni, lived in 3 different countries, changed jobs in less than 3 months… with very little magnified achievement.

When you see the moon and the stars, aim for the moon. Not the stars because they are pretty. And certainly not the stars because they are aplenty for your capability to contain them.