You’re in it now.
Swimming in the deep end.
Go off into that grand void.
Don’t stop, don’t try to delay it.
You know it comes for you.
In the end, this is where you’ll go.
Into a world full of unknowns.
Kind of like the world you find yourself in now.
To you, the road ahead is unknown.
Though you’ve been here before.
What’s unknown is how you’ll feel
How much it will hurt
How tired you’ll get.
Well I say do what if you do.
So what if it breaks you.
I need you to push through this.
See the light waiting for you at the end.
It calls your name, it awaits you.
There’s something surreal about starting each day with the weight of these thoughts. As I sit here, the quiet of the morning mingles with my lingering doubts and fears. The words I write are not just a reflection but a declaration. They capture the essence of what it means to face the unknown with courage and resolve. Every sentence is a reminder that the path ahead, no matter how shrouded in mystery, is one I must tread.
In the stillness before the day begins, I ponder the void. It’s not just a place of emptiness but a realm of infinite possibilities. The deep end, the grand void, isn’t a mere metaphor. It’s a tangible space in my mind where every fear and hope converges. To dive into it is to embrace both the chaos and the potential for growth. There’s a strange comfort in knowing that the void is a constant companion, an ever-present challenge that shapes my journey.
This reflection is a ritual, a way to anchor myself before I confront the day’s demands. It’s easy to feel overwhelmed by the unknown, by the endless ‘what ifs’ that plague my thoughts. But in these quiet moments, I remind myself that I’ve been here before. The road ahead, while unfamiliar, is not uncharted. My past experiences, both triumphs and failures, have prepared me for this.
The void is not just about what’s out there; it’s also about what’s within. The unknown is not just external but internal, a reflection of my own insecurities and aspirations. Each step into the void is a step towards self-discovery. How will I feel? How much will it hurt? How tired will I get? These questions don’t have easy answers, but they don’t need to. The journey itself is the answer.
Breaking is part of the process. It’s through the cracks that the light gets in. So, what if it breaks me? That’s a risk I’m willing to take. Each fracture, each moment of doubt, is a testament to my resilience. The light at the end isn’t just a destination; it’s a beacon, a promise of renewal. It calls my name, urging me forward, reminding me that no matter how dark the void, there’s always a path illuminated by hope.
As I prepare to face the day, these reflections ground me. They are a call to action, a reminder that the unknown, with all its challenges, is also a canvas for my growth. The void is not something to be feared but embraced. It is a space where I can redefine myself, where every step, no matter how uncertain, is a step towards becoming who I am meant to be.
The journey through the void is relentless, but it is also transformative. It is a dance with the unknown, a testament to my ability to adapt and evolve. And so, as I rise to meet the day, I carry these thoughts with me, a silent affirmation that I am capable of navigating the depths. The light at the end of the void awaits, and with each step, I draw closer to it, guided by the strength of my resolve and the promise of new beginnings.
