shades of gray

don’t ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive. and then go and do that. because what the world needs is people who have come alive.

howard thurman

 

 

when was the last time you felt alive?

something's been bugging me these past weeks now, or perhaps it's been so for this past year, if i go by the frequency of my mentions of this place of restlessness (it's more like death, really) in this space. it doesn't seem like often; what's the point of talking about it and not doing anything about it anyway?  

sometimes i think i'm really going to go mad from thinking all these things in my head.