Struggle

It's so hard to tell yourself some things, to make yourself believe. Because even if you tried, you probably won't convince yourself anyway. I have grown to learn to relax, that maybe things really won't just happen because you thought so or if you wished for it enough.

This course of road is laden with choices. You might pick some yet lose some along the way. What if what you picked was the wrong one, yet you can't pick the one you know is right for you, because your basket is already full? What if you had a fall, and everything in the basket falls out and you are left with nothing at all?

The more you have, the more you got to lose. Yet when you have nothing at all, you just want to stop moving on because you have no reason to.

These little things, might seem important now but won't remain so forever. It's really like John Mayer's song: "This will all make perfect sense someday".

But why not now?