Cosmic irrelevance
There was always a desire for legacy within me, to never be forgotten. I NEEDED TO LEAVE SOMETHING BEHIND. This had a hold over me for far too long, and coming to terms with it was no easy task. The fact that I will be forgotten the same way I have forgotten dead friends and family. They linger within me, but I'm not often reminded of their existence as it used to be. Time is an astonishing thing, how it heals, how it slowly chips away. There are endless roads I could take to move forward in life. I have chosen to dull my loud presence, to continue on this path of insignificance. This way there is less pressure to grow out of proportion, more time to focus on things closer to me: family and significant others. I truly believe now that if I focus inherently on these things and make meaning out of everything, see goodness in delays and negative experiences, maintain an easy-going perspective, abide by my religion and its teachings, no matter how insignificant and dull my presence may...