I don’t understand the journey. I can’t explain it. I know it’s not as I planned but it happens that way. It’s not all I wanted but sometimes it’s more than I expected.

Sometimes it was stale, just stayed in the same place There were other times it pushed me to another place. Then it became fun and learning and achieving more than I expected to. Maybe because I was in my adult life and thirsted for what I had lost in the adult years and hadn’t done in my childhood.

I don’t know. Something drives me and I’m afraid of being driven. There is something in me that may burst if I don’t keep seeking and finding. Seeking and finding what I have to do in this journey.