The road to maturity is fraught with questions.. and at some point you will have to face yourself in battles you have avoided throughout your youth.. and you who were afraid to take the dark road home alone.. you will finally have to cross the dark, deserted tunnel that leads to awareness, isolation, reconciliation and recovery.. there are no loud parties on the road to maturity and no shorter routes to arrive my dear.. it may require you to mourn your great losses on the side of the road.. or a deep moment of awareness erupts in you from a passing song.. it may require you to isolate yourself from people.. or be abandoned by them.. whichever comes first.. you may find in the midst of that someone who will dismantle your self and put it in front of you on the table so you can choose how to put the pieces back together again or you may be forced to do it alone with all the conscious pain that this process carries.. I have seen people who were lost because they paid too much attention.. Others burst into tears at the age of forty when the waiter gave them the wrong coffee because they postponed crying over their disappointments until twenty. It may require changing addresses, replacing dreams, or confronting the ghosts that have lived under the bed your entire life. To decide between permanent satisfaction or the happiness of the ultimate moments. There may be chaos, loss, and questions before one reaches a place where one is happy to stay. One may need to rewrite one’s story in order to regain the heroism of one’s life once again.
