After going to the Drake concert in Melbourne, I had realised that I had been on a trip back through the last 7 years.
I had been through the same process of maturity from being young and vulnerable as well as in love, to the slow progression of having a mentality where life is for the taking and that confidence knowing who you are.. it can make you or break you. I mean the journey of course.
Young love was beautiful but it grows old quickly, you can be very infatuated with the one you fell in love with but it can quickly turn around on its head. None more so then when I was younger.
I lost faith in the words of those I loved, it was no longer new and shiny. It had become a grim reality that those you love can hurt you even kill you. I had taken my love and let it burn like a candle in the dark and let it be my guiding light to my current position.
I had came from being smitten in love to someone who would constantly fear the worst then to a heartbroken man trying to piece their life back together again. That was one of the highest points in my life in terms of how I could develop and find myself.
That began my journey. My life didn't begin until 2012. In the last 3 years, I was able to develop hundreds of ideas, find my true calling, my passions, grasp an understanding of people and life in general and just build on me.
As a part of my transition into my new life, I had broken hearts. Thus starting a new lesson to learn from. Girls who were amazing in their own right but my focus wasn't there. I had regretted my mistakes and the pain that I caused to people I truly cared about. I just was too young to understand the implications of my mistakes. But it had its necessity for me to learn and grow from.
Later on, I had to go through another situation where it forced me to grow and expand my horizons. Or well highlight my faults. But at that time, I was on a high. A high that had been built over a 2 year period due to realisation that I'm a rare breed. It had taken me back down to earth to keep developing but still with a confidence level very similar to Drake's Worst Behaviour and Headlines.
I knew who I was, I knew who I am to become. I had been given a blueprint to greatness all from a love that had grown old but perhaps had become mouldy.
Now I'm at a point in my life where love has become a dance of uncertainty. Unsure of where the next move is to be, I want to move away to Paris or Milan and fall in love with the city. In love with the art, the culture, the people I had grown so fond of here in Melbourne, that I no longer know what it's like to start a new flame.
I need a new flame in my life to set me alight, even though right now i'm the burning man, its for a different reason. I guess its different seasons, the transition from summer to winter and now back to summer. Well, I mean figuratively of course. The snow is melting and the beauty of a new world has been opened up to me like the closet in Narnia.
I'm falling in love all again, but with my dreams not women. The passion I can no longer find in the game of love had been replaced by my dreams while I slowly find who is worth my last name.
But life changes when your focus changes, your attitude changes, your mentality and everything in between. It's amazing as well as it is scary.
You could never go back to who you were a few years ago because your growth had changed your perspective. I never use to be as creative or geared to creativity as I am right now. I didn't feel this type of passion nor did I feel its severity. Its become a new love to me, its a young type of love but a love that is timeless.
No matter how old it gets, it will always be relevant to me and my life.
I wish I could share my whole life and let you feel how I feel and see the world I see it. But it's impossible. Hence why my blog and my Instagram exist.
Every little experience that I've had to experience before this had become a domino effect that lead me here. The next few years are going to be difficult, with about 10+ projects to work on that are aligned with my passions. But she was right all along, I needed to focus on the dream.
I'd raise my glass to the future but i'd rather raise it to my accomplishments.
A visionary finally able to be set free his creativity. All thanks to a little love and Hennessey.
A drunken mess that lead to a hangover which helped me find the right storyline for my own fairytale.
A story written one chapter at a time, don't rush me. I'm trying to get it right.
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