Going from not having a direction to having one is such a good feeling. Although the newly found direction can be equivalent to a personal compromise that is made in a situation, where the trajectory of life is in the hands of others; however, the new direction still provides direction seekers with a momentary comfort, of which may have been missing for quite some time.
I wonder sometimes all the hurdles that I have to jump over in life are results of my past wrongdoing. All humans are imperfect. If we all are prone to making mistakes, why am I seemingly the one, who has the most winding roads to chart and gets often swelled up in other’s drama, while many acquaintances I know have gone on to live a life of their wishes?
We all wish for something that we don’t have, and for an opportunity to visit a place that we have never been to. We wish, because, intuitively, we feel a connection between us and the subject of our wishful aspiration. At times, I admire people, who have a tendency to fixate on the practicality; instead of the aspirational grandeur of their wishes. The tangibility of their wishes protects them from experiencing the gut-wrenching pain that those aspiration seekers have to endure in waiting for the unpredictable fruition of their dreams.