TIME ZONE

What will you do if the man standing in front of you is devilishly handsome and  was once the man who had been the center of your universe? When your clothes are slightly different shades of white and don't match? When you fell in love with the wrong person? What if the unsung heroes of your life, the ones that stood by you suddenly leave the world? Or you have failed a significant exam? Or you didn't pass an interview? Is time your friend? Are you going to slow down?

Being stuck, half empty or half full I think is inevitable. You found yourself behind a slammed door thinking a massive "what ifs". Just like that. Everybody is having trouble with TIME. When we're a lil' bit younger we tried to pushed days and years looking forward for more freedom and a glamorous life. Here you are now. In your late twenties when there's a lot of work and never enough money life is no longer what it seemed. Then you are bombarded with a lot of questions. Am I doing the right thing? was I placed to where I should be? Here comes everything. The highs. The lows. And we are making life unnecessarily complicated.

The man of your dream is happily in love with someone else. Your old classmate is a famous influencer now. Your timeline is flooded with majestic pre-nuptial photos. Everybody is getting married in your IG page. Your best friend's getting a baby. Different people are doing different things. But not you. You're just existing. And your soul is in solitude. Like loneliness wraps around you wondering where you went wrong. Swallow me ground for I became different to everyone else and OMG you are close to the world of thirty's. What have I done to my life?

But what if I have the power to freeze the earth? Someone from my stupid fantasy handed a time machine so I can manipulate my time and I can regulate my life. Shall I go back to the man of my dream in a moment of time where he sees any woman other than me? Going back to all the mistakes I have committed to my exams. To all those inappropriate answers during a job interview. For the filthy words I have thrown to someone I barely knew. What else? To those precious times I was with my departed heroes when I felt so much love and security?

But life has a wonderful way of balancing out. Errors was made for learning.  I've foreseen a path straight to my goals. For some particular reasons like physics, the point to success could be adjacent or perpendicular. The angle is curve and awesome. It's not always straight. If i didn't commit mistakes will I ever know what is right? I ruined my interview but was it a heavenly stroke of luck? I was placed exactly to where I should be and to whom I should work with.  Maybe he is not my man. Maybe I was made to someone else better. What is our life? We are all but a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. My loss was excruciatingly painful. It shred my insides apart. But pain is the first sign that I'm alive. And I was left with no choice other than to be strong. My love, don't die just because shit worked out. There are thousand ways to handle them.

We cannot know life by seeing one face. Someday you will appreciate the setbacks. The comebacks. The hate. The love. Everything. You just have to trust the process. You just have to trust God. His time zone is the most amazing. You might end slapping your face in awe one day how everything could be that possible. Have faith to the Lord's magical hand as He turns your life to a beautiful meaning. Everyday is not a mourn day. Emptiness is normal on Tuesday night. Being crazy on Wednesday is okay. You can stay weird on Thursday but end your Friday with happiness. It's always a cycle. And it is both a blessing and a curse to feel everything as very deeply. Pause. Breathe. Repair your universe. Proceed. TIMING is EVERYTHING.