Worthwhile

Sometimes, I just sit still perceiving innumerable resonances, observing the passing hues, I sit still, I sit quietly, sometimes during these days, my whole life passes like a flash in front of these eyes.

When I think about my life, I think of those cringe-worthy, stupid and illogical mistakes of the past, those obstacles, those failures, those successes. I feel an influx of pride then.

Maybe I got a few rewards a little late, maybe my mistakes were a bit too many, but they make me what I am today. After all, isn't it true, "It is the ending which makes the beginning worthwhile..."