Sunday, October 10, 2010

Waiting for my rescue to come

Today, i was called pessimistic by someone. I admit, im a self confessed pessimist. I was still in high school when the signs of being pessimistic about the littlest things have shown and predominated my outlook in life. I was fragile when the reality decided to cast a shadow and overcasted my whole existence with unrelenting plights. One after another, problems took pieces of me that made me decide that this realm is unjust and unsafe, thus one must not put their guard down or it may hit them without knowing it.

All of us have problems. No matter what your state may be, you have a problem to solve. One must live for another day to resolve a predicament after another. My problems are piling up considering the unresolved issues to settle.

One must live for something or for anything just to have a direction. You may dodge or face your plights, but you have to finish the game of life with a sheer contentment. It doesn’t have to be grand or anything, but the littlest things will suffice.

I have lost my ways and taste in life. Im a hardcore pessimist but for this entry, for this time being, I will be optimistic. I am just lost in my own little ways. The other part of me until now is lost amidst a myriad of trees waiting for my rescue to come.

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