Today marks one year in Sweden, and the simplest yet strongest lesson I’ve realized about myself is that I have been driven my entire life by fear—fear of loss and fear of failure. My efforts often felt as futile as trying to stop flowing water with my hands. I came to understand that material success and failure are deeply dependent on strategies and plans.
I tend to lose at games that involve other people, mostly because of my inability to express my emotions and love. My close circle of dear ones now consists of only two elderly people whom I call father and mother; everyone else has moved on. In a flash, they disappeared…
It is difficult to accept having two phones but no incoming calls. Yet what I am trying to learn is the art of living—how to breathe, how to listen to a song to its fullest—something the year-old me was once an expert at… 🙂
Fear should be replaced with hopes and dreams. Life should not be implemented with callback functions and promise methodologies. Just live life. Accept the blessings and move forward.
“The secret of happiness lies in looking at all the wonders of the world and never forgetting the two drops of oil in the spoon.”
Believe in miracles, love, and moments, because nothing else is in our hands. A dreamer with a stoic mindset—that is the person I want to be.
