I must admit it's a rather strange feeling when new friends find me special for my spirituality. For god's sake, I almost wish they see me as a mediocre individual who lives a mediocre life. It is true that it feels almost unreal and unsurprisingly good when people regard you as someone who strives to be a better person. Yet the overwhleming expectations are almost unbearbale. Is the pressure I unwittingly put upon my shoulders not enough to stifle me and my will to be better?
For this, I never talk to them as much as I wish I should have. We had our moments, usually the first or the second meetings and they shall stay beautiful in memories.
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