thoughts machine

One really gets to a point that you have to go in your own direction, your own path.

It's like a fork in the road when you have to choose one side and your friends and family are left traversing onto the other side where they also eventually find themselves in a fork.

Ok, I am not really certain if this philosophy is true.

I was scanning through different photos and saw some of my friends doing their own things, exploring new places, hanging out with new circle of friends.

I guess some may call it "moving on" or "growing up" or even "finding yourself."

The thought of that usually scares me and mostly, depresses me. Comfort zones are such a comfort. It's like a soft pillow coupled with alaxan when you're having a migraine.

Anyway, my point here is, it does not scare me anymore.
If at all, I enjoy looking at how people are doing and how they are molding new lives with new experiences.

And, pretty soon, maybe I'll be the one uploading photos and sharing to everyone my new journey.