Moments...

I wasn't present when I was first born, but I was truly present for my second try at life.

It will shock you, I can assure you of that. You can you be on hearth without being there, without appreciating and being conscious of the  experiences you are living. You can go on for 28 years of your life and suddenly wake up and realized that you've missed so much, that you've passed on many experiences because you always thought of the worst. You kinda of wonder, how can people live like this, how do they not see the beauty and the opportunities laying in front of them. 

You then take a moment and realize that it was you, not so long ago, and that you remember that you really had no idea yourself that you were hiding behind this big tall wall of fear and pre conceived ideas that were engrained into your brain as a 
young child or even genetics.

I guess we all go through this at some point in our life, we get absorbed by society, we find ourselves pacing through life like nothing is really worth pausing for. All of a sudden you have one of THOSE moments, where you decide to walk home from the bar, not taking a cab and really taking the time to walk and to pause.

It might have been the alcohol or just the fact that I was home, but that walk was one of the best I had in a long while. The streets where deserted, the weather was not too cold not too warm but I think it's the sky that stroke me the most. How clear it was and how the moon was shinning through the trees. I am not sure why but next thing you know I found myself standing in the street, harms wide open, shin towards the sky and breathing in. I could smell the salt in the air, the grass freshly cut, the wind going through my hair and face.  It was wonderful. More wonderful than any vacation you'll have, any nice dinner you'll have at a restaurant because it was my moment and I choose to make what I wanted from it. It was there just for me, without anybody else to tell me what I shall make of it.

I think we all deserve a moment, once in a while, where we can leave all our obligations behind, family, friends, works. I think we owe it to ourselves, to let go and just be...


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