The One Feeling

During my Europe trip I found that writing what I learned and what I saw was the best way to discover my own thoughts and to help my brain process what is going on around me.  Through writing I learned how to trust myself and to make the best of what I have.  Writing is a hidden form of therapy where one can always use it to their own advantage; it may even be better than medicine and the actual professional therapy a patient gets.

The past few months have been a whirlwind of experiences that I have never encounter in my life and writing them down was of no use. Here is one time where writing has been failing me at each step of the way.  I am old enough to know and to what expect out of what is happening to me but the past few months have been out of my own understanding. I am not claiming to be a smart person but I can understand most things in life just by using logic. But the experiences in this past months requires more than logic to help me understand.  I don't know what is to come but I think something is coming and it is taking its time and going at a high speed at the same time. Paradoxical I know. But that is how I feel and I cannot shrug this feeling off my chest.  I used to have a bad feeling toward this "thing" but the more I dig into trying to comprehend its vastness and its definition I find that this incoming "thing" might be bigger and out of my own understanding than I can ever imagine.   I guess all I can do is to sit back, be a scientist, and see what is to come.