Finding Solace in Choices we can't Choose
My heart is fierce ; it calls in the demands that other must haste to fulfil. The yearning of wanting things to go my way, the refusal of acceptance when I am not satisfied, the discretion of my existence, the mementos of my favourite memories. There are humans who explore satisfaction and get wise with time just to feel regrets while dying, and there are humans who exist in the will of dying someday, then there are humans who would do anything to live up to the day they can die peacefully with no remorse. What if I had a different purpose, what if in another timeline I have a different life, which counts for infinite lives in the matrix of time. My heart feels an ache, ache of never knowing the conclusions of all what if's, ache of 'we only get to live once' and the time keeps running out but also being tired of even one life. Our current age can only let us do few things at once, and most things are left to mourn . How can I stay here with my family as 20-year-old ...