Monday

The moment the world spits you out after nurturing you for years and ages everything seems unbelievable. The moment you land on the ground you feel, this is the end, the end of your fall; you have landed. You feel deprived, alone, blocked, left over, deserted, bare of hope and expectations, lost, hindered, burdened, down. The world you have sought for such a long time has turned out simply incompatible with yourself. You did not lose it, you never had it. You were never supposed to fit in and even if reluctantly you have to admit: You saw this moment coming, gleaming from far away but still: you knew it would come. It’s here. Embrace it. Cherish it. It reflects what you are. It mirrors what you believe in. It challenges your mindset, it provokes conformity and cheerfully plays with your ambitions. Evasion is useless, confront your fate that you have committed yourself to long before.