Seventy Four / Almost There

Assalamualaikum warah matullah hi wabaa rakaa tuh.

Hi how are you how are you doing today yesterday last week last month last year I hope you're doing fine because I'm feeling so fine I could fly and touch the sky today yesterday last week last month last year and I hope to feel this way later today tomorrow next week next month and next year.

That was one hell of an intro. 

It is now June. Hi June. How are you? No I am not expecting you to be nice to me pfft why the hell should I think that. We have approximately six months to go before we reach a whole new year. So  I've been asking myself lately, what have I achieved. How's my life for the first half of the year? Not that you give two shits but hey I'm gonna just rant away anyway.

I AM:

23.5 years old

Employed

Visited a neighboring country

Nocturnal

Early riser

Rocked an island

Traveled alone

Got fat

Got fatter

Hijabified

Graduated

Happy
Found someone amazing

Cared for
Reduced 20 to 0.3 a day

Missing my grandfather.

Apart from all that, I am feeling very content, full of life (and myself), and I am definitely loving it. Why? Because the moment I wake up every morning, I have something new to look forward to. I have someone to run to. My life is finally in place. I have my whole life waiting for me. All I have to do is just kickstart myself.

It's like waking up on the right side of the bed every single morning.

We all have our own fair share with the past. Some of us may or may not be able to live off it. Some of us may or may not move forward and make the best out of the memories. You know what I do with them?

I learn from them. I may not forget them. They would stay there in my subconscious mind. But I won't let them stop me from my future. They would be a teacher, instead of being a hunter in my mind. I also realized that if I were to waste my whole life thinking about what I should/shouldn't have done and justifying things over and over again in my head, I'd rather shoot myself dead. It's redundant. Same old script. Same old play. I have so much to look forward to rather than counting the pieces that couldn't match. I am almost there. Almost.

Abandon the pieces and move the shit on.

I feel free. I feel freedom.