Well we all get caught in that moment. A moment full of deep
ends and high tides. A moment you cannot feel your heart and can’t hear your
mind. A moment you really can to sing along to whatever song that really leads
your ‘spirit’ in some dance. In my case maybe some WILL.I.AM,” I wanna scream
and shout and let it all out”.
The moment when you try to get glued to your principles and stick
to your point-to-point standards; at the same time you cannot restrain asking
everyone on their opinion on such and such an issue. Rephrasing your life to
fit that pal of yours (we all know it is you) who is going through this and
that and doesn’t know what to do… Weighing all pros and cons being buried in
your head and confusing you the more.
That moment you lean on your own understanding, forgetting
all that you have accomplished may be aforethought of how you will reach the
pick, where you’ll climax at.
That very one moment; the moment you are actually daring
enough to throw everything you have achieved as part of the clutter. A moment you get so shortsighted you just can’t
see beyond arms length.
Well, we all have that one or can I say many moments; more
so, one in the same.
Let me take you back, to the moment a paragraph or two. I
quote:
“The
moment when you try to get glued to your principles and stick to your
point-to-point standards; at the same time you
cannot restrain asking everyone on their opinion on such and such an
issue.”
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Do you get it now? (I’ve kinda bolded the issue.) This is
where the title falls in. NEVER COMMIT. Never commit yourself to that habit,
“Tabia mbaya”, if I may say. The habit of asking every Mary and Jane, and may I
add every Tom, Dick and Harry (so called male perspective) on what they would
do if cornered with such an issue.
Doing the above just makes you naked to everyone even if
it’s in good faith. Something not everyone should be graced with. Sometimes
this moment is for you and your God, you and your man (talking from a woman’s
viewpoint), you and yourself.
The moment is just a time for you to change clothes, or put
them back on, or if you like it do some laundry, at worst times an extreme
makeover. I don’t think that will take a whole lifetime to settle or find your
grounds.
Oh, if you still haven’t got the drift, when I talk of
nakedness, I talk about emotional insecurities or sometimes “spiritual”.
Last words: #happy days to you!
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