“Rode the bus” would be the title of this day if it had one because yeah, I did…
I would be a fool if I told you it was easy. Nobody said it would be. Today I woke up to a mediocre life. Strange. People look up to me, and think highly of me, but I look in the mirror and see someone else. So guess what I did. Yep. I rode the bus.
I did it to think. I did it to run. With the wind rushing past me, I left everything behind. Everything. Had you told me weeks ago I would be doing this, I would have said you were crazy and that I am happy, or at least I thought I was. But that day, as I looked at this person staring back, I know I had to do something or lose myself entirely. So I did, I ran.
I ran away. Better be accused of being a coward than miserable. The people who love me will understand. Those who will judge can go to hell. People will say all kinds of stuff, try to put words to my mouth and decisions to my head.I decided that I just don’t care. I will do what I want, and will not apologize for it.
The stuff I left behind, I will leave for good. Mediocrity, blind obedience, conferring to stereotype, not eating cake for breakfast.
Today, I ran, run fast, fly, soar high, to where I want to be, and what I want to do.
If you are reading this letter, and find yourself stuck, remember that when a phoenix burns to ashes, it is because it is bound to be reborn. Better, stronger than its former self. If you are in your ashes too, I will wait for you to rise up from it, and flaunt your feathers with pride. I would love to fly with you.
The friend you are yet to meet