A new sun, A new world

A new sun has risen in a new blue sky with new birds that sing to make him welcome. The wind has also changed, it is a different degree of cold and the air has a new essence which surrounds it entirely. A day has been born, a day where everything can start again, where every challenge can be fulfilled, where every fear can be overcome, where every destiny can be changed, where everyone has a new chance to make a difference in that day, in their life or in the world. Today is the day when past doesn't determine who we are and the future remembers what we worked on today. The past is only a reminder of the things that have worked; the future is uncertain and cannot be predicted. Worrying about either of them is an absolute waist of precious time because today is the most important day that has ever existed until now.



I stare at the rising sun for a while and wonder how many of them will I see in my lifetime. My heart starts racing because the idea of death has always scared me, although I am only 20. "Only" I think, like the word meant I was immortal. The reason for that fear, or at least I justify it this way, is that I have so many things I want to experience I want to try, so many things I want to live. Time owns us, it decides when we are born and we are ready to go, it is not merciful but we can accept its decision if we have lived a life with a minimum number of regrets. We are also the slaves of time we have to do everything at a determined time, and if we don't we think that the consequences are unbearable. But most of the time not doing things at a certain time can only lead to judgment which we can choose to ignore or let it eat us alive. But in this case fitting in a box makes us equally lame, where is the difference? ... freedom of choice? Are we not allowed to choose different things without being judged? I guess not, it is just another burden of being human. If we want to live in society we have to bear its inconvenient. Stay strong when everyone is against your beliefs because you do not fit into that box where all the "normal" people are. And this does not have to discourage us to be different; on the contrary we have to be proud of ourselves for having our own freedom of thoughts and for standing up for what we believe in. We must be brave and keep strong. Different is good, weird is good this is something we should all give ourselves the chance to learn.



I walk away from the window and stop thinking for a while; all these deep thoughts have to sink into my brain. These ideas make perfect sense to me; I wonder why most people cannot understand them. I sit on my bed and leave my mind in an empty state, thinking of nothing for a while. After this I fall back into my bed, I am tired, very tired. I haven't slept well in a couple of days and the reason might be all these deep thoughts. "So deep they give me headaches" I joke to myself while I touch my head with a grin upon my face. My grin faints slowly as I realize I have to go to work, "Oh flip, I'm going to be late." . Quickly, I rush to look at the clock and I catch my breath, "I still got half an hour, I can make it there." . I rush to the shower and turn the hot tap on; I love burning water against my skin. Back in my room I get dressed in my working uniform and pick up my things and leave the flat. After climbing down 4 flights of stairs I notice it's raining outside, which means I have to run up the stairs to get the umbrella from the flat while I curse upon the person who hasn't repaired the lift yet. 10 min of walking fast through the streets have past until I finally reach my destination. "Shit, I'm 5 minutes late" I mutter. Suddenly I realize my boss is waiting for me at the door.