My Birthday

It's my birthday yet, I feel empty. Maybe I have been sleeping all this time, I forgot to keep a close watch at the days of my life. At 29, I feel so wasted. Where have all the years gone?

Life hasn't been so bad, honestly. It's just that I feel like nothing significant has been happening in my life these past couple of years.

Maybe I have been dreaming all this time. Maybe I've spent most of my years fantasizing about absolutely fantastic things. But I guess, things do reach their saturation point at one time or another.

At this stage in my life, I need to make crucial decisions, which will somehow decide what life I'll be having in the impending future. It could be a choice between loving or letting go, of staying or leaving, of seeking or being found, of learning or teaching. But in all of these, I guess it's the manner I'll choose to handle choices that'll mold my persona to the road to success, mediocrity or failure.

Right now, I want to take a risk, to taste defeat, then if I'm lucky enough, to kiss victory....but then, that's fantasizing the fantastic once again. Guess I'll never really learn.

Help me, God. I need courage.