No Idea Where, But Definitely Not Here...Some weeks ago as I was waiting at the dentist's, looked outside the window and noticed one of my schoolmates passing by holding his baby in his arms. Now, don't mistake me for the kind that goes sentimental when a baby is in sight, au contraire, but I just couldn't help wondering if I am where I wanted to be at this age.
I had read in a book once that it is very therapeutic to keep in your wallet a picture of yourself from when you were really young and once in a while to have a talk with that 7-year-old you, explaining that you're doing your best and asking for forgiveness and understanding.
To be honest, I can't really remember what dreams the 7-year-old me had of how life would be after 15-20 years, so I am not certain in which ways I've failed her (which makes apologizing even more difficult). Only thing I know for sure is that she never expected that at this age I'd be voluntarily locked up within four walls trying to stay away from all human contact.
Everyone around seems to be contented with the route they've taken in life - or is it that they too try to convince themselves they are happy?