Starships are meant to fly! After 7 years, about a thousand blogs in different platforms, 18thousand tweets, more than 20thousand likes, I realized how many changes I've gone through.
They say, internet is forever. They say anything you post over the internet will never be forgotten, true. One day, it will just come, haunting you for the things you once loved. The things you once did in your existence. I maybe feeling a little nostalgic, blame it on the weather but the feeling is good. I never had this kind of sensation for a long time, or maybe this is a new emotion that is cruising through my veins.
I am happy, of what I've become. Of the things I was able to accomplish. Of the things I plan to reach. However, this is just the point that I think, what's next? There are things that I wasn't able to get, but there are those which I was able to achieve. After, what happens? Do I chase another dream or stick to the one I have, nourish and never let it go? Uncertainties.
Here's what I will tell you that is certain.
I am love because I've long accepted My Father. He has the wheel of my life and He had been driving. Things are well.