Sonder
I stepped out for the first time in more than twenty-four hours to get something to eat, dressed once again most definitely not like someone wanting to get just bread a street away. Halfway through my journey, I saw this fair, fine guy looking back at me, and heard him over the music I was listening to, saying ‘I'm greeting you.’ Removing a ear of my ear bud, I smiled at him and returned his greeting. And then this guy, with a joy as contagious as cold, told me to address him as a graduate. There was no way I couldn't share in his joy, no matter how gloomy I was before. His joy- of freedom, dreams and hopes- was everywhere around him. It oozed off him like perfume.
We parted ways, him to the scary but wild and wondrous world post-graduation, and me, to my room to ask myself once again what the hell I'm doing. To him, today is a day he probably would never forget for the rest of his life, and to me, it's a day just like any other day. With the fate of many of the days before it— to bleed into the next, as a memory I most likely would never remember for the rest of my life.
We get so warped in our lives that it becomes easy to believe we're the center of the universe. But I think we're all there, in the curves and edges of the universe. And the center? It doesn't exist. You're not the center of the universe because the universe has no center. Just like us, the universe is vast, expansive and infinite. You and I are unfolding, in our own little and scared, yet magical ways. And maybe that's the true center of the universe— the unfolding. Of us, of everything in it. Maybe that's it.
Lately, I think I've been too self-absorbed, in my head, my mind. But there's so much, so much more outside me than in me. Maybe we're meant to explore the world outside ourselves to understand the one in us.
So maybe, leave your room, and just maybe you'll meet your own epiphany in form of something and maybe someone gorgeous just like I did.
You have this complex, layered and frustratingly ‘no-manual-included’ life. I hope you make something beautiful of it.🥀
I love this
We are not the centre of universe
We get so warped in our lives that it becomes easy to believe we're the center of the universe. But I think we're all there, in the curves and edges of the universe. And the center? It doesn't exist. You're not the center of the universe because the universe has no center. Just like us, the universe is vast, expansive and infinite. You and I are unfolding, in our own little and scared, yet magical ways. And maybe that's the true center of the universe— the unfolding. Of us, of everything in it. Maybe that's it.
Lately, I think I've been too self-absorbed, in my head, my mind. But there's so much, so much more outside me than in me. Maybe we're meant to explore the world outside ourselves to understand the one in us.
Thank you ❤️🫶🏾