Happy Birthday
My friends do know I have a love-hate relationship with my birthdays, it's usually filled with dampened spirit.
But today, I kept waiting for the despondency to come, it didn't. I won't claim I've had the financial success like I craved, but despite the multitude of rejections I've faced, a good number of things have been going in the right direction for me. I finally have a semblance of career clarity that I have been missing. For the majority of the 3rd quarter of last year, I've been telling my friends, there is something I'm missing. There is something I'm missing.
And it's moreso clarity which I think I've conquered to an extent. I no longer feel dread as the human anniversary numbers add up. Clarity of thoughts. Clarity of Purpose. We all need that. Also, pressure made me want to attain that clarity. I called it my quarter life crisis, cos my family and friends have this expectations of my success and I have to live up to it.
I'll refer back to one of my favourite poems, The Panic of Growing Older by Lenrie Peters which I've added to these statuses. It sorta guides me on life and being. Of the jagged reality of this rental we call life. And how at the end of the day, we all are resigned to the tides of life.
Happy Birthday Chinenye. One day at a time.

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