Saturday, November 22, 2014

20. Journal

November 22, 2014

This journey continues.

I feel pulled in two different directions, but one of them seems more compelling than the other.

From one side there is an endless ocean of need. It's as if there are a billion people with arms outstretched toward me, imploring me to do the selfless thing.

The other side is another endless ocean of a billion people proceeding the other way. But this multitude of people seem self-sustained and self-supported--not begging for help like the others.

I'm torn in between. Many of my friends and family are still in the ocean of the former, but I don't want to be there. I want to move forward and be self-sufficient. I don't want to be like the billion people groping for slivers.

Neither do I want that for my family.

I've pretty much made up my mind. I'm going to move ahead. I'm not going to be a hero today, and most likely not tomorrow, and maybe never.

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