I could remember when I was a little girl. My grandma will jokingly call me a chicken haha! and that's because I sleep early like a chicken. As early as 7pm I will lay on my bed and enjoy my sleep. Nobody actually cares because I'm a child. I have nothing to worry about other than eating, sleeping and playing.
I was being fed, cloth and my only responsibility was school.
I was less concerned about the future and was just living in the moment.
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But suddenly everything changed, my role changed, my childhood silently drifted away and responsibility came in. I no longer live the life of a receiver but a protector.
I suddenly need to protect myself. I had to focus on my studies more, help my parents at home, do the house chores , take care of my little sister, and my assignment. I had to stay awake longer because that's the only quiet time for me to study. And that was how the routine changed.
I was no longer a chicken haha well the time didn't move an inch. Just my awareness increased.
Though it's not a bad thing. It's only natural that we grow but many of us do say this when we remember our childhood “wish i can go back to those days”.
Then after secondary school another role began. I got admission into a higher institution. I thought it was going to be similar to my secondary school days. But nobody told me it was going to be difficult or there are going to be tough times.
My role changed again. I will sleep late and burn my candles preparing for a 3 unit course.
And then I learn a new skill which I'm glad I did because yes education is important but it is necessary to have a skill.
And I'm glad I took that bold step because today I'm proud to be a professional crochet artist.
And all of a sudden I need to balance education and my new brand.
And the only time that helps me think, process my thoughts and increase my creative mind is midnight.
At midnight the silence embraces my every thought and filters it. I can never achieve that during the day.
At first it wasn't easy. But over time I learn to adapt to my new life.
And I think owling is not actually bad for me. “What about you?”
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