Getting out of the dot

With the slightest thought, I came to realise that I have been concentrating on one single focal point all these time.

All my time, energy, passion and focus on only one thing.

Everything I care seems to revolve only around one single person - me. My life is accentuated with moi, moi et moi.

It's like I have been drawing or more like, pinning on this one single dot on this big piece of paper.

All these while, I only see that one single dot on a big blank piece of paper.

I haven't or didn't care to look what is beyond this dot.

And honestly, I am pretty much contented with my single dot. And I can live with it, staying contented.

I have been perfecting the round, keeping it in shape... forgetting that I can choose to let it go, and let it flow...

who knows what it might bring?

The big piece of paper might meant to be a colour palette... a big spread of different colours.

Some people couldn't care less and scribble it away... smudging and blotching the colours like a big mixing pot.

Perhaps that's how it's meant to be, life is a big mixing pot.

We need to get our hands dirty - be out there, try it all without giving a care if we are doing it right - to see what other colours life could bring. Get dirty with the red, blue, yellow.

Start scribbling away... and start living it up.

Life is more than just a dot.