If I look close enough at my arms, I can see a few scars here and there. They were caused by hiking into trees, into bushes, climbing a side of a mountain, into unmarked trails and paths that no one has ever thought of doing. These scars are like trophies signifying how I lived my life in accordance to my own decisions, to do what makes me happy, to live, and to be free. On this day, I looked out to the world with determination, with fire in my heart that could not be extinguished, like the raging force of a storm, unhindered, incomparable, and undeniable. There is no fear in my heart for I am fearless. For the fearless, life becomes infinite and limitless. It is because I always thought that I am the author of my life, I can write a boring tale or an adventurous one. To love without fear, to trust myself even in impossible situations, to be gentle and kind, to know compassion, to be less judgmental, to have peace and to be happy. Those are the characteristics that the main character of this book called “my life” will have.
I am not a product of my circumstance. I chose who I am, who I become, and chose to be the man that is created through my own decisions and not by the world. So I shall.
Picture Taken From Schunemunk Mountain.