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Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be as happy, content and immensely filled with joy as I once used to be, whether I'll ever be free from the clutches the insatiable nature of humans. I wonder where my optimism went, why I can longer be grateful for all that I have, why I always want more, even though I already have so much, and I wonder if I'll ever cut it as a photographer/musician, even if I don't make it big.

On other days, I wish to see the world in all it's majesty. It's an amazing planet we have here. From people to nature, "survival of the fittest" to care and compassion; social responsibility, to the most ugly side of humans. A world of extremes; they combine to make the most dynamic, most explosive, and most beautiful place to be on.

But on days like this, I sit back with an amazing soundtrack, wondering how 7 billion people can coexist in (general) harmony, how this world can be so beautiful yet ugly at the same time, and whether life is worth living. Then I remember, I've never really lost this optimism, it's innate, it's in here, somewhere, even if I can't find it right now.

41 days to freedom.

It's gonna be so worth it.

(stay inspired ~)