The older I get, the more it feels like I am seeing everything for the first time.
Things like the sky or my own hands.

I am slowly becoming immune to life, so sometimes I have to remind myself:

‘’You are a person.

This is your life.

You live it for other people.

You are not made of opinions or judgments.

You are not made of want.

You are not made of jealousy.

You are not made of paper.

You are not made of expectation.

You are not made of achievements.

You are not made of goals.

You are not made of ambition and dreams.

You are not made of diplomas or respect.

You are not made of time.

You are not made of adoration.

You are not made of mirrors.

You are not made of lies.

You are not made of people.

You are not made of metaphors and symbols.

You are not made of love.

You are not an image.

You are not a painting.

You are not compact and you are not easy.

You are not insignificant.

You are not ignored.

You are not an idea.

You are not someone else’s idea.

You are not someone else.

You are not weightless.

You are not only your self.

You are not made of memories.

You are not something to be completed.

You are not something to be built.

You are not something else.

You are not an excuse.

You have let yourself become defined by perception.
So many, many names and places. So much labeling and order and yet still, nothing makes any sense.
So much explanation when you don't know what it is you’re trying to explain.



Some days, they rush past in what seems like minutes. These days are like photographs with a dream-like filter. Days you can't recall until you are shown proof. Days when rain is just water that gets in the way. Days where actions aren’t memories. Days where the sky is just the space above you. Days where you answer 'fine' when people ask how you are. Days where you breathe without giving it any thought.

You know, you don’t have to be anything but a person.
But you are not just a person. There is no such thing as just a person.

Being a person… that is enough. Everything else is just the coloring in. Everything else is just perception. Everything else matters less than the fact that you are a person experiencing consciousness. Stop trying to be when you already are. Just let yourself experience life rather than chase after it. Sit down and breathe and realize that you are breathing.’’