I sit and reminisce about the times when the thought of growing old was a state of mind that I couldn’t wait to behold as it would eventually drag me down this lonely dusty road.
At that very moment my current state of mind had very little to do with my age or current place in time. I know enough to know that I know nothing at all.
From the very beginning I was a menace. But causing havoc to no one other than to myself. Always second guessing myself, not realizing my God given wealth, while settling for much less in hopes of gaining success.
From the very beginning I was taught to bounce back. To believe that I was made to physically and mentally achieve virtually anything that my mind could visually conceive.
From the very beginning I knew these mental notes would be of some use. So I continued writing on these fine lines in my mind, simply hoping to buy my future self just a little bit of time.
– L.F. SIAFA