Twenty-one an' everythin' b'fore

" All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to.."

This is my story. I owe to myself to put it out there, I need to know if its ordinary, I need to know that ordinary is just as perfect.

Twenty-one years of survival, in the end they say you are just glad that you made it. And lots more to go and it would be just fine to move on without looking back. But I am on the celebrating life mode, and twenty-one is a milestone, the one that just might make the end better.

I spill the beans here, I face everything, I accept all failures and mistakes and I move on feeling just fine.

...

Intention over-shadowed by lack of passion?

I still intend to write it all, and I will. Perhaps it needs more time and more looking back than I originally thought, howsoever precise it maybe.

So for now its - To be continued...!