I was on my bike, cycling in the city.
On my way to do some groceries.
I had in mind to make one of my favorites curries.
One I hadn’t made for a long time.
Some thoughts crossed my mind, when I was on that cycle.
It could even be related to the new moon, some residue energy I was feeling.
‘Could it be I need to get married to have my dreams to come through?’
‘A foundation I am seeking?’
‘A base I need?’
‘For my dreams to live?’
I know this doesn’t sound too romantic.
I am just expressing to have my dreams come through, trying to find a way, to let that happen.
While I was stepping off my bike, I was thinking.
‘Who nowadays really marries out of love?’
‘Does that exist anyway?’
‘Could marriage as an institution be a possible platform to make dreams happen?’
However, I don’t really know if I would be comfortable.
What other options do I have?
Those are not just thoughts, perhaps not even a questions.
It is the introvert in me speaking.
My only wish would be, if this marriage happens, my spirit would be living.