It Takes Time.

Have you had that moment in your life when you pause, catch yourself staring at the ceiling, and notice the things that you barely pay attention to during busy days, like the tick-tock of the clock, the soft hush of the air from the fan, the odd sound your feet make when your rub them together? And you simply think about what you've been through, and ask yourself what you could possibly do to make your life better, to escape the monotony of daily routine?

Recently I experienced that moment.
As I was lying in bed, thoughts rushed in my mind: So many things I want to achieve and every day I think of ways to achieve them one by one, but I don't know where to begin. I have many moments of "what if" and "how I wish." And, most often than not, I end up thinking of other people's lives and their successes, and simply wish that I am like them.

Admit it or not, we all have insecurities. We always compare ourselves with others and imagine what life could be if we were born in their shoes. Would it make us happier, more content? I don't know.
What I do know is that in doing so, we unconsciously force ourselves to be like them in ways both uncaring and careless, and subsequently find ourselves back to where we started after hearing the thud of failure. Most of us have been through this phase. Lucky for some, they came out of it early enough and managed to get a life of their own. But for the others, I hope they snap out of it soon.