Grace
Slowly and reluctantly I’m beginning to accept the fact that things will usually not work out the way I planned it, after all, this might explain how I’ve become a full-fledge agnostic and “Dudeist” (Dudeism), this might also explain why I’m out socializing for a day and off the grid for one week and hiding away from everyone and everything for the next one year; so no one would ask how far I’ve gone in my career, how close am I in getting that dream job, when am I buying my first car... Admittedly this back and forth attitude has given my life inconsistency that I’m not proud of, well I thought at first that it’s my way of recharging myself but I was wrong, it further made me wallow in despair and more sceptic in nature. In between the jest and the sudden reclusiveness I’m doing all I can to hold on to sanity, some days I live , most days I exist, other days my soul merely hovers restlessly around life’s vicissitudes, the "I...