I am living.

We are racing against the desire to die.

Sometimes I feel I am inadequate. It stems from the notion that I see a huge stretch of challenges before me, and I am unwilling to believe I can confront and rise above them. I know it comes from a mind that believes in scarcity of myself, in the finite limitations of who I am as a person.

Every time I am confronted with a world that unapologetically challenges my path, I become apologetic and concerned. There are people around me striving to do more, to be more, and it pushes me, as a human, to make myself more than I am.

I think it's a sad reality we live in. In many ways, we are trying to navigate through the possibilities of today and tomorrow, without wanting to negotiate with who we are. We have seen the evidence of preserving ourselves despite constant trauma and pain, and it humbles us to think that we all have the innate ability to be more, to do more.

When I walk with nature, I think that is when I am momentarily at peace. Nature is there to remind those with wishful thinking, that thinking must not only wish but do. I am comforted by the quiet resilience it shows, and it allows me to revel in the reality of quietly, rather than loudly, persisting.

Some days I look at everything as a burden, and other days, the weight is lighter than a feather. I think that is what we all struggle toward- accepting how our paths can never be constant, even though we would very much like to be.

The answer would lie in having a serene constancy within ourselves because we desperately seek answers about the most simple, mundane questions too. Chaos is an organic occurrence, just like peace. When we embrace both, we are able to silence the screaming within us.

Nowadays, thoughts flow like a constant stream, and I watch them pass by. I do not think it is necessary to engage, and I am comforted by the thought I don’t have to. I can just be a guest to my own self, see myself evolve away from the noise within me, and nurture the silence I seek.

These days I realize that to seek peace, I must sow peace. To walk through bridges, I must build them. I look at my hands often and wonder if I have the capability to do so, but I think the magic lies in letting myself work towards it and allowing challenges to harshly throw the un-sowable dirt within me. Perhaps, that is the only way to survive: when I accept the death of who I am every day.

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