I feel like all my childhood I didn’t “live”. I just went through the motions. Studied, got good grades, played a little, got played a little. I wasn’t really passionate about anything. I used to spend no time building or creating anything. There was no single thread that tied my days around like pearls to reveal a necklace at some point. Every day was an entity on its own.
Nowadays, I wake up and and pour my heart and soul into some project of mine - something I deeply care about, something that grabs my attention first thing in the morning, something that is a consistent theme in my day to day life. And that something originates as a consequence of having a lot of free time.
With free time on my hands, I usually wander around the internet. I see beautiful stuff and am inspired to build some of my own. I am so grateful for my parents to allow me to do what I’m doing now.