When I was young, I used to think that doing your best means a gold medal. That when you do something right, you get something good in return or atleast a ‘job well done’. But 27 years into this world and I learned how that’s just a fantasy. How sometimes, going above and beyond doesn’t even give you a cookie or a pat in the back. That loving with all your heart doesn’t even guarantee you won’t lay in bed alone at night, drowning in your own thoughts.
Truth is, I don’t know what the stars wrote for me and I’m tired of comparing my life with others’. All I know is that I know better now and I’ll carry on without so much expectations. Forget gold medals. My only hope is when the time is right, all my hardwork pays off and all the love I gave out to this universe somehow find their way back to me.
Mr. C 