ayeen ๑•̀᎑<๑

lately, i’ve been thinking about what will happen in the future. about all the plans i’ve prepared, and every possibility that might come true, even the ones i hope never will. is there a hope greater than a dream? a longing more piercing than desire? humans are sent into this world simply to live through today, without knowing what awaits ahead not three years from now, not two months from now, not even a second from now. so many things lie beyond our capability, forcing us to surrender completely to whatever decisions nature and fate have made about how the word "later" unfolds. there are many things beyond our control, things that no very thing longer depend on our efforts, but on time itself, the very thing we stumble through day by day. every possibility may come true. every thought rushes in at once. what if we fail? what if every hope we've planted grows endlessly toward the sky, only to fall apart and scatter to the ground in the end? what if the dreams we were so certain of are never truly ours to reach, but turn out to be nothing more than empty spaces filled with regret? yet i love how unpredictable the future is. i love how life can surprise people with joy or sorrow, victory or defeat. every path carries its own lesson, and perhaps it all depends on how we choose to see the future.