While sitting eating my cake and having it too, I was looking outside of the window.
Perhaps even thinking about the meaning of life.
Thoughts have always been my friend.
In times of stillness or just as my company.
It could even have been a way to protect myself, from bad words once said towards me.
The thoughts as a shield to not have to understand.
A world of my own.
I hope this makes sense.
But it is not just that I have found this companionship or something to fill my time and space.
Beyond and beneath all that, it is also a part of who I am.
To think is something that comes easily to me.
Not just a way to feel safe.
But I am happy that I was able to find that space in myself.
It could also be that perhaps one day I was a philosopher in the old days.
That hasn’t completed its task and so it has been coming back in this cloud of words.
Because sometimes we die before anything happens.
Something odd and normal, however the spirit is still alive.
It stays there where it belongs for it to fulfill its purpose for it to complete and to go home.
Wherever that is.
An introspect of my findings or just something that I believe.
As far as this goes, or just stays with me.
This story came to me because I was thinking about the privilege of life, while having my cake and eating it too.
It means to enjoy it while it last or that you can enjoy the good parts of something without having to deal with the bad parts.
A journey of my own.
Perhaps even something that is ending and the words to make it complete.
It was that I was thinking about the things I have been experiencing and the way to heal.
It is just not a given that everything goes the way it should.
And I believe that is a life lesson in itself.
The privilege is not to be raised properly, having the love that we need or just a caring family and friends that are there for us to bounce back.
As far as I have looked around in the last few decades on this planet, there is no such thing.
Perhaps a change that should be made there.
But that is for another day.
For me it is the way we handle ourselves, cope with situations and work with what we have.
Because the privilege of life is just this.
To eat your cake and having it too.