Prologue

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Sometimes you make decisions in your life.

Small, infinitesimal, spasmodic decisions.

They don't hold a lot of power just like the whiff of a breeze but sometimes, the breeze turns into a storm and the people who once enjoyed the breeze now start cursing it.

And so, an infinitesimal and spasmodic thing turns into a major and unrelenting force.

So did my life.

It started with a whiff of the most horrible breeze that ever came my way, the death of a loved one.

How it transformed into the strongest and most destructive storm of my life is a question I'm trying to answer.

Brandon told me I was broken.

My brain told me he was drunk and blabbered bullshit but my heart concealed the truth from my mind.

My heart knew that Brandon was right.

I told Brandon I'll be trying this "30 day self- discovery journal challenge" and he said these things are non sensical

But so is my life.

As rancorous and pessimistic as my experiences have made me, they have also made me believe in something.

That the whole world works according to the accounting concept of duality which states that there are two aspects of everything : the benefit giving aspect and the benefit receiving aspect.

So far, I have given more benefit than I have received which is an indication that I have suffered a loss, a major one, even.

Thus, I hope that this challenge can help me in receiving some benefit.
Because my life could really use even one ray of the abundant sunlight that graces this world.

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I really really hope I can make this story as good as I imagine it to be.
Votes and comments are a real motivation!

P.S. Updates on this book won't be as regular as "Old Love Dies Hard"

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