A compulsory breather is needed.
To keep myself sane,
to maintain a calm outlook.

Coffee: The essential material for crafting the happy face mask.

Coffee is funny.
It makes your heart race,
your eyes wide,
your mind loud.

But sometimes,
it makes you calm.
It feels warm,
like quiet inside.

So, what is coffee really?
To wake us up?
Or slow us down?

Maybe it depends.
Maybe it's just there
when we need something.
Something to hold.

I started late
Running with the world, 17 years after.
Chasing a dream
I wasnt even sure was mine.

Along the race line, I met many souls.
Some broke my heart,
Some I broke.
Like muscles torn
The more they break,
The stronger they become.
Or at least,
Thats what they say.

But is the pain really worth it?
Maybe if I blink enough,
I’ll wake up at 43.
And finally know.

They say numbers are infinite,
But have you ever met someone
Who tried to count them
And lived to tell the tale?

I was 18 once,
Thought the world would wait for me.
Took a year off , just to grow my hair,
Sure I still had time to chase my dream.

But in the blink of an eye, I'm 33.
Working a job I never imagined I'd do.
Grateful. Happy. At peace.
Yet always wondering
What if I had walked with the world, instead of watching it pass?