I love watching children play. I remember when I was small, the greatest thing I had ever wanted to do was to grow up. Growing up somehow seems like a license to do so many things. Back then, I knew exactly what I wanted to become. There was no doubt about how I will achieve my dreams or what I will do to get there.
I never hesitate to close my eyes at night because I know when I wake up the next day, I will be one day closer as a grown-up.
My little mind was only preoccupied with one thing — forward.
Challenges, obstacles, and disappointments rarely cross my mind. If I fall and experience hurt, I’ll bawl my eyes out, rush to the comfort of an adult, and in a short, brief moment, I’m ready to get back on my feet and catch up on my big adventure again. I’ve got no time to lose, I’m on my way to becoming an adult and nothing is going to stop me.
Then, suddenly, I grew up. I still have dreams, but I got a job now. I filled my days with tasks and activities. I met lots of people and made lots of new friends. But life didn’t turn out the way I had expected. It was different.
Here I was officially all grown up, the place I’ve waited to arrive my entire life. But there was a deep sense of unease. Gone was the childlike excitement, the enthusiasm for life, and the exhilaration to look forward to the next moment.
I no longer jump out of bed every morning charging into the day. Instead, the sound of the alarm turned out to be an automatic response to hit the snooze button so that I could check out a little longer. I was not excited to face the day.
That was how life looked like. There was no vibe, no energy, and no vigor. Call me crazy, but have I waited my entire life to grow up just to find myself stranded on disappointment island?
Life was mundane with an overloaded schedule. I got caught up in the daily grind. I desperately wished I was somewhere else doing things that bring…