what makes a man...

What makes a man walking to a certain direction?

Is it the flowery path with the sun shining from every corner of the sky, is it the pitch black darkness with the hidden monsters, or is it simply, he just doesn’t know where else to go?

A man would choose his way according to his experiences in life and also his expectations of it, with its every single consequence. He alone knows that his choice would alter his destiny and, depending on how he thinks, he would put some times to decide. There are never wrong choices in life, there are only poor choices. The ones you think are best for you could turn up to reveal a darker side than you’ve expected. And of course, vice versa.

And so what?

We have to go to the wrong direction at least once in our life, because otherwise you would never know which way is right.

Back to the man, or me, to be honest.

I walked this earth with many choices, continuously deciding which path I’ll take in the next crossroad, adopting ways that seemed wrong to certains. But I trust myself, for somehow I know what I really want in life.

I would turn off my safe side self to embark on a certain road.

Like right now.

I know that what I’m going to do could be futile, it could lead me to dissapointment, it could give me the biggest bad ass kick in the groin… it could forever destroy my life.

But as we already know, there are always two sides of a coin.

That’s enough for me to get in the train.

What makes me walking to that direction?

Cliché… love of (my) life.