Last week I had the weirdest experience in my life. It was so weird that my certainty for remembering that experience is a 100% sure. It was weird, but as weird as it was, it still did not deprive to me my price, the learning. The story of my weirdest experience goes like this...
It was almost dark and it was a Friday.I tried to stretch my tired arms to give me a little relaxation from out controversial CWTS class. I did also try to give myself a massage,when suddenly I heard somebody calling me. It was my friend asking me to accompany her in buying something. I really don’t wanna go with her, but minutes later I already found my self with her. We went to a store near our school and it was a bookstore. It was so weird because when I entered the store, I felt that I already know what’s going to happen next., it’s as if I had all of those in my dreams. I expected that my friend will not buy a book but a long yellow folder,and guess what,she did. I felt scared and I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I was already surrounded by all the people in that store. I screamed and tried to call my friend, only to found out that she already had left me. In my fear, I immediately ran back to my school and as I was running, I knew then that I am going to bump to somebody. My intuition did not went wrong. As i was running to my fullest speed, I crashed into our Physics teacher and he asked me about the difference of the Contraction and Expansion. I did not have enough time to answer him because I heard a sound...It was my alarm clock,waking me up. I woke up that morning feeling so week and full of what if’s/. I just could not believe it that my dream is very close to reality. Realizations were on my mind.
With that dream I have realized that a knowledge about what’s going to happen next will make one’s life dull. Yes we can anticipate on the effects of what we are doing now, but to know the exact detail of our tomorrow makes life unworthy to live. Unworthy because. life life lived in a script is a life with no color. Who wants to live a life with no excitement? we may fail a thousand times but its not the fall that counts. It’s the times that you have stood up. I often hear people who are regretting for something say like this...”if I only knew”...well, I can say that those people still does’t know the very essence of life. And what is that essence? Well for me, the very essence of life is the knowledge that we don’t have for our tomorrow. Life is a book, a book yet to be completed. It’s the longest of all diaries, most colorful and interesting of all magazines and most of all the wildest of all the adventures. Life is a complex word, hard to define.
