With the flow of the world I felt like I was on the defensive side. Being a little bit more vulnerable, being a little bit hesitated. We wanted to change the world, but the world ended up changed us. In one way or another, we were forced to adapt to the new situation, this time, a not-human-made one, and it was more or less making us feel helpless, or unsupported.
The question I wanted to ask myself was, do I still want to be the catalyst for positive change?
What kind of positive change do I want to see? And I want other people to see? What kind of positive change do I want to create? I haven’t been able to realize the impact of change. I haven’t been able to see the result just yet.
There was hopelessness, but I think I wanted to feel inspired. To keep fighting and cheering others up. Because life is hard, after all. But there’s a reason for why we were able to wake up.
I think that I have not tried hard enough. Maybe I should work to provide values for others. I felt like I wanted to be needed. I wanted to be valuable. Maybe I should treat others with the level of respect that I hope to be respected. Maybe I should be more proactive. I think it’s time to be more proactive again.
Maybe I should learn, and ask for feedback. Maybe I would love to contact you, and hear from you. Maybe we can connect. Maybe we should keep in touch, and maybe we should do something amazing together. Maybe there would be an opportunity, an opportunity where you felt you could be your best, and contribute your best. Maybe there would be a way out. Or you can choose to enjoy being who you are. Maybe you won’t be distracted, and maybe you would be more focused.
My dad taught me so much, and I hope that I would be able to learn more from him. He would think afar into the future. His vision was a 50-year mark. That was aspiring enough for me, and I was so thankful to have him as my dad.