It's 4am as I'm writing this from literally 10972m above ground in a plane en route europa as I noted from the information screen installed in the seats. I swear the whole cabin is asleep.
I just finished reading a particularly thought provoking novel I very conveniently downloaded last night and loaded into my mobile phone before my flight today and now I can't help but lie awake and think that humans, as 3 dimensional creatures, our emotions and actions feels so 2 dimensional and predictable.
Whatever we do always leading to a wild goose chase with nothing to offer in the end because people are evidently boring and are creatures of routine. People in this world conforms to society norms, just like I do too.
I don't know. I always feel like there's more to life and that we should always embark on adventures so as to expand our horizons and not remain oblivious and stagnant to our surroundings — but it's not like this is something that could be mapped out in a sitting? Planning is always key but most of the time it's spontaneity that leads to many soul searching journeys and valuable lessons learnt.
What am I doing? What should I be doing? This helplessness makes me want to scream. This early life crisis thing is really getting to me.
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