The Ironic Clarity of Life

The ironic thing about life is that clarity comes late. You live the

questions first and only understand them after. When you’re young, you think you

have it figured out. Then time humbles you. You realize you

were guessing the whole time. You think love is easy until it teaches you

how to lose. You think time is generous until it starts taking people you thought

were permanent. You think you know yourself until life breaks you open.

And introduces you to someone new, a deeper, more authentic version. Everything feels urgent

when you’re young. You chase validation and people. You fear silence because it feels