For Me, Life is A Book
Literally.
So, as I have mentioned in many of my previous stories, I write a diary on a daily basis. Every day means a revelation of another page in my diary. Every day means another page filled with its own designated stories. Hence why to me, life is a book. Literally.
By understanding my life as a book, I have come to some realization, agreement, contentment, and understanding that I am going to share with everyone here in this very story.
First, you can never skip a chapter.
Life as a book, has so many chapters for us. In my case, there were chapters of college time, of graduation, of looking for jobs, of falling in love, of being depressed, and of so many other things. These chapters are aligned and planned to correlate with each other and that no single chapters can be skipped. In order to understand what happens next, we have to go through a chapter one by one accordingly. Each chapter has its own taste. We might feel happy, delightful, plain, or we might also feel sorrowful, tearful, and empty. Whatever feelings that are attached to each chapter is meant to be felt so we can understand each chapter comprehensively. We are meant to pass each chapter one by one not only because that’s how life goes, but also for us to understand us better.
