The Storm
I'm on a bus now. It's crowded, because it's rush hour. I see people minding their own business: watching short videos, reading books, chatting and even sleeping.
I'm writing this little essay.
There is a storm coming. I sense the danger and the opportunity coming towards me and they are roaring loudly, yet no one else hears. I feel like I'm facing one of my biggest changes in my life.
The crowd becomes quiet. Here comes the darkness. A light shines on me. It's a black stage and I'm standing on it without knowing what is coming at me.
Is it good or bad? I don't know. I sharpen my weapon and hold a defensive stance. I confront whatever threatens me. I started to have faith in myself. That is something I lost a long time ago and it comes back to me now.
I wake up. People are minding their own business. Some are watching videos, some are reading, some are chatting and some are sleeping.
Day 56.