Have you ever pondered on what you are willing to give up in order to fulfill your desires? Funny, the word desire is pleasure and poison. While illogical, desire is sustained by feeling. When those sensations grow, your heart seethes. It’s unbearable if you don’t act on what your heart tells you, isn’t it. What is it that you want the most? Do you own humanity if you lack desire?
And once you act on your desire, no matter the outcome, is it damming to look back to see what you’ve left behind? Discomfort and uncertainty are what I currently own in my new profession and life. The honeymoon period ended quickly for me. I’m not certain why but when I woke up this morning, I felt powerless, abandoned, and foolish. Does this come with the territory or am I simply receding like a wistful tide? When I look back, I can’t say I see any thing I would want again but when I look forward, I can’t see anything. A paradox of emotion. I’m afraid, it seems.