Gratitude
I've always tried to find my calling. More than a calling, an inner voice that pushes me in the right direction in life. More often than not I've not found it. Serendipity has taken over a considerable set of events of my life, and somehow things have clicked when I least expected them to. But this past string of memories don't push me every waking moment of my life. Not a lot does honestly. Which is why I end up procrastinating away precious time, that I could probably be spending to attempt to make the world a better place. Today was different though. Occasionally in life, I have these realisations of gratitude, of being grateful for everything and everyone around me. It's a realisation that's positive sum in every possible angle. Such moments are the panacea to all my existential ills. Such moments, albeit rare, bring me to my core roots, and I feel life momentarily. It's been an eventful week. More so infamously eventful. I hurt someone and fucked up for the...