BlogMas 2017 Day Eleven - Darzi

Hello. It's Day Eleven!

We settle a lot. For a generation that's mindlessly nomadic in their choices, we settle for things we shouldn't. And that's probably the issue. That's why we most times we pretend we're happy. The others, even if we are, we are like a switch that's triggered by the slightest of current, and we plummet into another dimension altogether in our minds. That'a because we settled, and ended up in a place we weren't meant to fit in. But we also are a generation that's bent on tailoring whatever surroundings we end up in to fit us. Don't get me wrong. That trait, though opaque, is appreciable. It's a trait that tells me that anything is possible. Anything is buildable. And most days, instead of building what suits us, we rent in with a heavy price where we don't even realise how much we change ourselves for that. Same logic as water in differently shaped containers. Only that we aren't fluid, and it hurts to cut corners and be convenient enough for where we are. So overuse your intelligence. It's something so intangible, it'll naturally lapse you into the dimension you belong in. Because your singularity, when accepted by yourself, teaches whoever is observing a great deal. So shake it off regardless of how blue you are. We all grow up to fit a mould that was made for someone else. Unmake that mould. Carpenter something new. Anything borrowed, anyway never lasts long. Things that are built do.

Until then.

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.

A.