Socrates

Where is my life ?

Where is my life? Well, I think it might be hidden in the shadows of the past, or maybe it's stuck in the present, waiting for me to find it. Perhaps it's in the future, just around the corner, and I just haven't seen it yet. Or maybe my life is everywhere, in the air, in the ground, in the water, and I just haven't noticed it. Or maybe it's inside of me, waiting to be discovered. No matter where it is, I'm sure it's out there somewhere. I just have to look for it and find it. Maybe it's a journey, or maybe it's a destination. Maybe it's in the moments between, or maybe it's in the moments that pass by. Maybe it's in the laughter and the tears, or maybe it's in the silence and the noise. Maybe it's in the successes and the failures, or maybe it's in the mundane and the extraordinary. Maybe it's in the routines and the surprises, or maybe it's in the joys and the sorrows. Maybe it's in the moments I choose to pause and reflect, or maybe it's in the moments I forget to pause and reflect. Maybe it's in the relationships I build, or maybe it's in the relationships I let go. Maybe it's in the stories I tell, or maybe it's in the stories I don't tell. Maybe it's in the choices I make, or maybe it's in the choices I don't make. Maybe it's in the love I give, or maybe it's in the love I withhold. Maybe it's in the questions I ask, or maybe it's in the answers I find. Maybe it's in the dreams I dare to dream, or maybe it's in the dreams I let slip away. Where is my life? I'm not sure. But I'm sure it's out there somewhere, and I'm sure I'll find it.