The months end as new ones begin, rolling together like waves crashing against the sand, and I can't help thinking 'is time really going this fast?'. I am struggling to keep up. Struggling to digest the concept of time. Struggling to break free.
From January until now I have been riding the roller coaster of life. Leaving a much loved job, travelling some of Europe, working and backpacking around America, chucking 19 years of my life into brown boxes and moving to pursue my dreams, falling back into education with an earth quaking bang, cutting my hair and saying peace out, or fuck you, to my former self. Realising how short, how magical, how beautiful life can be when we free ourselves and look closely.
Recently I was struck with a gut wrenching fear. What if I wake up one day regretting not following my thoughts? What if, by the time I have come to this realisation, I am too old to conquer all that could have been. A life wasted on waiting. On procrastinating. On just dreaming, not doing.
So in that moment I made a vouch, a promise, an unbreakable vow to myself to start living and achieving all that can be achieved. No more imagining projects that may or may not change the world. No more surprising my creativity because what I dreamt up might not work out. No more waiting, time to start doing.
Due to my vow, I have created this space to let my mind run wild. To skip aimlessly into controversial topics and stumbling back giggling, to delve into questioning humanity and all it stands for, to think outside the box and to work freely, embracing every god damn moment of daily life that graces me.
Welcome to The Human Box,
I hope you enjoy the ride.
