Being Me

Stage #7

Stage #7 - The Moments of Truth

Throughout this whole growing up process, I experience several moments of truth. Moments when I realize things I never knew before. Moments that baffle me and leave me spell bound. And other moments that make me want to kick out my shoe to the wall.

There is a moment when I realize that almost 90% of all songs, movies and books are either about love or include it in sub plots. This fact irritates every nerve in me, because I wonder if there is anything else people can ever write or talk about. And then when I realize that my dream is a tad bit too far-fetched, I take up the responsibility myself and set out on a journey to write a book after vowing to myself that I will not include the miserable subject in my writing.

But almost two chapters in, I realize I have no plot and most of the things I write can classify as the world's most best worst books of all time. Now, don't get me wrong. It isn't because of the lack of something exciting or fantastic that love could offer, but because I take nearly an entire year to write two chapters and in two years, I learn a lot.

And that leads us to the moment number two.

There is a moment when I realize that all the world is made of love and it is this that binds every one of us together. Without it, the world would be dead and bland. Without it, some people, most likely, writers, poets, directors, and actors would not be able to survive.

There is a moment when I realize I no longer fear the dark. The moment when I realize my worst fear, other than growing up, is finally shredding away, little by little. I slowly turn around in my bed, away from the open door-way and look at the boring, white wall in front of me. I am no longer paranoid that a ghost will come through the door and pull me down to hell.

And when all the moments flow in front of me like an eternal rainfall, there is one single moment that remains.

There is a moment when I realize I'm growing up.

This one baffles me the most.