Life is beautiful. It is like an ocean, never still, always has its ups and downs. To live life is to bear with these tides, always moving in search of that treasure full land of happiness that seems so close but always is so far.
In my life, I have always dedicated myself to reach this land, my goal. But having a sole purpose in life is what I disagree with now. Life is all about living between the lines. In my dismay, I have not respected much that I had and looking back at the times when I pushed away my friends and family.
But this is what time teaches. You do not have to reach the land to become happy. The most treasure-full place on our planet is the ocean and not some island. This stands quite true for life as well. In our voyage, we meet other sailors, we find side quests to do. We find pirates and cunning captains. We face the worst storms and all we do is get stronger. We live, we help, we make bonds and sail on. It is as important to live the journey as it is to not lose your direction. We might reach our destiny, and we might drown on the way. What matters is that our mast is always high.
Writing this, I feel like a happy sailor. I look down at my compass and feel that my path is right.
