Introspection

It has been 23 years since I was born. A little over two decades. In its own way, it feels as though life has been going for a long time, yet it's also flown by in the blink of an eye. There's many dreams that have been shelved in a nook in my brain, gathering dust, and the perfectionist in me doesn't want to go through the mistakes it takes to make them come true. So instead, I stare forlornly at them, thinking what if. What if one day I decided to write a book? But then, what if one day people know who I am? It's this irrational fear of people being able to link my mind, the thoughts it has and the ideas it curates, to me? What if I don't live up to the expectation?

What if one day, I open a business? What business though? And what if I fail?

I want to write, I want to be an entrepreneur, I want to be active, I want to be in love and I want to find peace. But it all takes hard work. Which I know, but for some reason I can't fathom. I can't piece it together and plan ahead because life is unpredictable. What if it doesn't go according to plan? So I sit here instead, and do nothing.

Usually that is. This is me taking that first step. What if you do find out who I am? So what. We'll deal with it then. Life is unpredictable, so it's time I go along with the waves instead of fighting the current.

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Worldofwrite.