I've never been an optimistic person.
To me, the glass was always half empty;
The sky always gray,
And the odds never in my favor.
I had long accepted that.
It wasn't pessimism; on the contrary,
I saw it as realism,
Such as keeping my head out of the clouds,
And on the ground.
Everything just seemed impossible, out of reach.
I had no motivation, no drive, no muse.
Day by day passed on, monotonous, nothingness,
Like the dull sound of static on the radio.
But then everything changed,
As if a new lens cleared my vision,
As if the thick fog suddenly disappeared.
A new perspective, a new mind.
New, but not totally new: improved.
The glass was now half full,
The sky turned from gray to blue,
And luck was now on my side.
I saw a better world, a better me.
Experiences that I thought would never happen,
With surprises around every corner.
And that was when I knew:
The impossible is only impossible until you experience it,
That everything happens for a reason,
And that anything can happen.
Just like Us.
Photo credit: Tommy Do