Wanderer…

She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderer, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.

Roman Payne.

We are given this life to find a motive and live upon it. However, it is not easy I feel like a long-lost wanderer that is roaming around the world to find my motive in life. What exactly are wanderers? According to me, your race of yours in finding your real identity in this world that sometimes feels like a black hole that is swallowing you deep inside it. I think I come under one of the oldest wanderers because my motive doesn’t seem to find me or vice versa. I have also been a curious and restless child about things that I shouldn’t be concerned about at a certain age but those were my childhood things now I just need to focus on finding myself in this world where so many heterogeneous minds exist. Being a wanderer for a long time makes you afraid of getting confused because it truly says that being lost is okay rather than being confused. After all, the lost soul would find themselves but a confused soul might never. Having confusion in life about so many things makes me afraid because the feeling of not finding any motive for things that I like is making me question myself. But I think at this point in life I am going to be so confused but I think I have reached somewhere where things start to make sense. The wanderer is supposed to be a wildflower that looks beautiful but can’t be controlled and are just like you who has the soul of the boundless sky, a free spirit like the wind, and wild like the ocean. I was never that person who likes to come out of my comfort zone but as I grew up I understood that if you are in your comfortable and stable zone then you are in the wrong place. The most fun comes when you do things out of your comfort zone, being a free spirit with risk is an experience that makes life more adventurous. I want to tell you all that if you are feeling hesitant about coming out of your zone and taking a risk then let me tell you that you will never regret it, believe me because being a wander and finding things on your own is a whole new experience for being able to find yourself raw and real.

If we were meant to stay in one place, we’d have roots instead of feet.

Keep smiling, you are loved ~ MA