I am diving into the depths of an ocean, to fetch a pearl. The idea to seek this life's elixir is so tantalizing that at times I am oblivious if it is a real necessity or a mere quest for luxury. Driven by the fellow divers, I dive in, not thinking once about the outcome. As I go deeper, I am baffled by the astonishing silence.I am lost, suffocating in the pitch black darkness that surrounds me. The other divers have disappeared, they seem to have found their way through, I neither have a way in, nor a way out. For what was a seemingly obvious dive from the surface, turned into a horrific reality.This state of sulk conceives a sense of sudden disbelief , as if I am all too incompetent for this. I am left puzzled with two options. Give up my long awaited aspiration or be completely ignorant about the inhibitions and give it one final shot. Confused and bewildered I do nothing but cling on to the desires within and stealthily wait for a glimmer to power me through. I need a bit of hope and more of audacity, hoping that one day the fear inside would finally succumb under this immense desire to redeem the lost serenity. A desire to stay motivated and live carefree.
