The Weary Run

I have been running hard for the past 3 years. In terms of work and life in general. Being too engrossed in the daily demands have made me lost focus to enjoy the journey. My state of mind is at its breaking point and it felt as though I am about to snap again. Another part of me is fighting hard not to allow the mind to wander into that all familiar self pity state. If it is allowed to get there, I fear that there will be no turning back and I will be sucked into the vortex of depression.

I once read that you are as big as your mind is built. In other words, whatever you can hold in life depends very much of how “huge” you are built as a person. In hindsight, given the state of emotional intelligence that I possess, I could have been dead a long time if not for the many things that are holding me together.

I need to re-focus on my purpose which is to build myself further in order to handle larger challenges and graces that I deserve. I must re-align my thoughts in pursue of greater things and the ability to handle whatever situations that I find myself in. There will be no end to learning and at least, when I have learned more, I have less to worry and be afraid of.

It has been a weary run and I am totally exhausted at this point.

In order to distract my mind from the negative thoughts, I turned my attention to doing something totally different from my regular work. I took my camera and started looking for my photography subjects.

These are some of the shots I took today…

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