"Because I couldn't let go, just a passing moment gone"-Rocky Votolato
This lyric stood out to me today as I was listening to "White daisy passing" by Mr. Votolato. I am constantly thinking about the times that have been, the passing moments, which are now gone. It's so hard for me to remain in this moment...breathing this air. It's much easier to reflect on the past or dream about the future. Why is this so and am I the only one who lives in a constant state of reflection? At times I feel like I am stagnating. Is this where I am supposed to be in life? What if I made one decision differently, would I be happier? Do I even know what would make me happy now? Perhaps I am not asking the right questions. I have learned that it's not the answers to the questions we ask, it's the questions themselves. This, my life, is not turning out how I wanted it to be, yet this is exactly how it was meant to happen. Control is an illusion and the price we pay for trying to be in control is anxiety. I'm tired of paying such a high price.