When we were young we thought we could conquer the world. So I thought of big plans, and what i could do, but it is now distant, and i am left to rue the paths that i did not follow. what would i be if i had taken them? only God knows. but it seems as though i've lost that inner joy that was in me to become who i am and who i want to be. that inner joy that stems not from things but from God and from a knowledge that 'i can do anything through Christ who gives me strength'. So somehow that is lost and i remain, passive, sedated, waiting for life to bless me and hurt me, rather than being in control of my own destiny. that's the way shawn has been. maybe it's because of disappointment, maybe it's a disorientation, but somehow i'm not the same anymore.

And now the world rushes by, and too few are the things that I have done, which I had wanted to do; time moves on, unable to turn itself back ; gone are the opportunities i once had to fully live my 12th year, or my 18th, for that matter. because, as people say, we are unable to fully live life until we realise how there's no turning back. 'youth is wasted on the young'.

And so i remain a silent observer of life. Unable to join in the game anymore, sitting there, observing how everything moves and how people enjoy and how they interact. and all i do is to explain what is happening when i really wanted to be back in it.

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i just realised that the difference between Christians and non-Christians is that, for Christians, they can never be truly happy away from God, nor can they be truly sad with God. happiness, after all, is God. deep down, it is.