Its strange how while reading a case study on Gillette, the thought of growing up suddenly scares me. So irrelevant. All of a sudden, growing up doesn't seem that "fun" or something worth looking forward towards. Its so scary. You become more aware of your surroundings, you have more cares to face and the fear that as you age, the people around you are as well and there is that one "fine" day where they will leave.
What have I done so far in my life? Have I really lived the life I am meant to live? How is tomorrow, one week, one month and one year from now gonna be? Will I change into someone that I myself cannot recognise? What will I be doing or what should I be doing? Its all a one big question mark. How far can I plan ahead? and we all jolly well know that having plans never actually work because of all the changes that will happen along the way.
Somehow I am just so paralysed by all these fears that aren't suppose to be all that important right now. Talking about taking one step at a time. Sheesh. On one hand, I know that I have been blessed beyond measures and I shouldn't be worried about what is to come, but... Sigh.
Maybe what I fear most is emptiness, failure and the lack of a fulfilling live. Really? Don't even exactly know what or why I am feeling the way I do right now.
