quarter life. it means i've lived one fourth of my life, or 25 years (assuming i live to a good 100 years). it both scares and comforts me. while i gazed at my ceiling in painful insomnia last night, i thought about this life that i was going to continue living. in the first quarter, up till midnight tonight, i call it soak, where all that i can learn and experience from school, books or people, i absorb.
in the second quarter, in which i will enter in less than an hour, i call it build, where all that i've soaked up in the first quarter, i use to build the next part of my life, keeping in mind that this will result in the harvest i get in the 3rd quarter, which i would like to call reap. and finally, in the last quarter, i'll enjoy.
i'm comforted that all that i could do in my first 25 years, i've done. pursued my education to some decent level, found my homeland, met some of the most amazing people, seen some of the greatest places and artworks...but the apprehension comes in how im going to use what i've learnt to build the rest of my life.what was i going to build?i caught a glimpse of myself at 60 and not having done what i wanted to do; regretting choices i've made...and learning that it's too late.
in the second quarter, in which i will enter in less than an hour, i call it build, where all that i've soaked up in the first quarter, i use to build the next part of my life, keeping in mind that this will result in the harvest i get in the 3rd quarter, which i would like to call reap. and finally, in the last quarter, i'll enjoy.
i'm comforted that all that i could do in my first 25 years, i've done. pursued my education to some decent level, found my homeland, met some of the most amazing people, seen some of the greatest places and artworks...but the apprehension comes in how im going to use what i've learnt to build the rest of my life.what was i going to build?i caught a glimpse of myself at 60 and not having done what i wanted to do; regretting choices i've made...and learning that it's too late.
