Sometimes what's scary is not an end to something but the inability to see an end to it. Not knowing if you are walking in the correct direction to the treasure chest that's buried at a mountain far away out of sight fills you with self-doubt. No other modes of transport goes there so there's no way you would be able to hasten the process. You ask yourself if you would ever reach it. Then you ask yourself if you'd ever reach it by foot (not that you have much choice). Worst still, you ask yourself if you are even heading towards the correct direction.
I would like to think of myself as someone who has a strong sense of direction. Or perhaps I should say my intuition has often been rather sharp. I could take an unknown route and then hope that the path would somehow lead to the mall and I was right. Yet, when it comes to risky or major decisions in life, I'm often plagued by self- doubt. I calculate a lot, I weigh everything too much. However hard I try, I can't seem to change this tendency of mine.
Anyway to digress... A few days ago when I was at the bus stop, I began thinking of a song from a drama serial. It just popped up on my mind. It's a song that I have not heard for some time despite having the CD. When I got off and was walking along the route at BB which I would take everyday, to school, the song was actually being played from one of the radio stations!
Have you ever had similar experience?Labels: Uncategorized
Serendipity believed today at 10:32 PM
