INERTIA

Imagine.
I loved to lose myself in the throes of my imagination. To see something beyond the obvious. To imagine something so mundane and remote to reality. I could feel myself floating, other times drowning in my own thoughts. Not even time travel could be as exciting as the journeys I took. I was gliding from one realm to another , hastily at first, then once again like a forensic, exploring each small detail, searching for the prints I left during my first visit.
Bound.
See, when you have something so deeply etched to your imagination, you begin to think that’s the only place you could find it. You begin to treat it as if it were a secret haven, a place that you can only visit but you can’t bring home. And that’s what I did. Despite all of my expeditions where I flirted with madness, I still couldn’t imagine bringing my safe haven home to be a reality. I couldn’t imagine the two worlds being synchronized into one.

Inertia.
But the amazing thing about life is that it was the kind of movie no one could ever spoil for me. It didn’t matter how many  trailers I had watched, life would always find a way to twist the story. It had the kind of unpredictability that forced me to improvise. It forced me to find forces within me that I never knew I possessed.
Suddenly I understood the law of inertia in a way I never did in high school.It was like listening to a heartbreak song before and after having had your heart broken. I could now relate. I had reached a point where I couldn’t continue moving in the straight line society had made for me. I couldn’t be safe and stationary anymore, I wanted to explore the line between my dreams and reality. I was getting too big for the cocoon . I had reached a turning point, a different state of mind. This was a time of sublimation with me as the sublimate. I had reached what I could only describe as leaving my state of inertia.
Only this time it wasn’t an external force that pushed me to embark on the journey of self discovery, it was an  internal force. A force I never knew I had because life has a tendency of waiting for the right moment to leave you on edge.
It leaves you at a point where you have exhausted all the conventional way of solving issues and you have no option than to use your wildest card.
So when life left me on edge I understood something I had missed during that boring afternoon physics class.
Inertia.
I wasn’t safe anymore,but I was free.
Free to be hit by any external force.
Free to make unbiased life decisions.
Free to make mistakes of my own.
Free to delete any toxic mentalities.
Free to adapt.
Free to be.
And freedom was imperfection, but the greatest discoveries in history came from mistakes and at that moment all I could hear was my heart whispering, “Eureka“.

You can’t conform.
You can’t go on being whatever is necessary.
I hope you have found or are close to finding a way to leave your state of inertia.