End of time

I am waiting.

I am waiting for my life to change. I am waiting for my luck to change. I am waiting for something wonderful to happen. I am waiting to embark on adventurous journey. I am waiting to get rich. I am waiting to go on a world tour. I am waiting to disappear.

All my life I have been waiting to become the best me. I am a little ashamed to say that its my fault that I am not. Lots of things became a hurdle for me. Laziness, inability to commit to a task, restlessness, fickle mind, lack of financial responsibility and many more. I used to call myself a "free bird". Nothing could stop me from what I wanted to do. Which was basically nothing. I wanted to do nothing. Travel and write. Sometimes. That's about it.

I still call myself a "free bird". But i feel more shackled than ever. Shackled by mine own inability to change. My own self-imposed restrictions. My so called knowledge of whats right and wrong. My presumptions that I have seen life. Maybe I have. But is that enough? Don't I want to know more? Yes, I do.

I guess its time to adapt a new way. Because my old ways are surely not working. I want to be the best me. I don't want to be shackled by my myself. I don't know how I am going to do it but I will.

Its time to unlearn everything and start all over again.

Its time to stop waiting.