I wished upon a star.

I wished for the mundane.
I wished for the extraordinary.                                                     

I wished to be so many things.

I wished to be simple.
I wished to be complex.
I wished to embrace the contrast.

I wished to be a museum.
I wished to be a temple.
I wished to be sacred with all the mortal elements.

I wished to conquer the world.
I wished to live with happiness in abundance.

I wished to be so many things.
So, so, so many things.

But above all, I wished to be a human with all the humanity.

 

Growing is a way of life.
A way to move forward.
I want to grow like wildflowers.
Anywhere, anytime.

I want to possess that serene beauty and mighty calmness wildflowers seem to have.

I don’t need you to nurture me, nature is enough.
It has given me the tools, all it asks for is a little faith.
So I want to grow like wildflowers.
Anywhere, anytime.

There is nothing wrong.

He is healthy. He is fine. He is doing what he loves. He is where he wished he could be one day.

But that simmering feeling is there. Its like a churning in his stomach. The feeling that makes him want to cry in the middle of a beautiful thing. The feeling that makes him feel the feelings he would not want to.

He is healthy. He is fine.

There is nothing wrong…that the eyes can see.

 

Did you ever wonder about the mythical world of ‘The Mummy’?

Did you ever wish to be a Librarian caring for the relics of this world?

Did you ever hope If you could be a hero, saving everything?

Chances are that you definitely did and my dear, fellow human being, I am with you on that train along with thousands of other people. 

One of the biggest things on my bucket list was to ‘Visit the Pyramids’ with a doodle of them on the front page. You see, I am dedicated to this list.
So, I found a project to volunteer that soothe heart and my soul and will take me to Egypt. So I hopped on the plane and landed at the magical hour of 2 am. And guess what, just like the movie it all went downhill from there.

The accommodation was shit, the work was uninteresting and Egypt- of course not really what ‘The Mummy’ painted.

But I met the most wonderful people, ate food I have never even heard about and made friends for life. 

I lived like a local, amidst the locals.
I fell in love with the language. I learned things about myself that I never knew were there. I got lost without any worry of finding my way back.

And I did go to the pyramids which I am definitely pretty smug about.

So I was a bit miserable in the begnnning but I was glad I was miserable in Egypt.

He is walking today in the park.

He wants to see the sunset people talk about.
He wants to experience the calm people talk about.
He wants to be like people, people with smiles that reach their eyes.

He looks at the birds chirping.
He looks at the clouds moving.
He looks at the people running.

He is walking today in the park. One step at a time.