6. Flying Into The Ocean
There you were, standing on the edge of a cliff, with oceans and oceans as far as you can see. You feel free, you feel your heart racing because you have something to loose - something that is yours and yours alone. You can hear the waves hit the rocks beneath and see the birds soaring into the wide blue sky, hoping to fly into this ocean one last time; and yet you are afraid - you fear losing control of something that is yours and yours alone. The deciding moment between giving up and taking the reins again is of such a moment which hones your personality. But how long could we last? All these heckle of perceptions towards a better tomorrow, a more soothing life as they say, amidst this anarchical agenda! How long before something or someone take the reins away from us? How long before we respire only in the Dark Sunshine, only this time, eternally? From learning to take a decision to finding out the way to maturity, perceptions can be deceptive; but so could be rea