Blank spaces scare me. I spent years trying to fill them with plans and dreams.
Not too long ago, everything I was accustomed to — the security, the plans, the dreams— all of that changed. Everything. Now the things that I once knew and believed in, are replaced by the same blank spaces I tried to avoid. The more I think about it, the blanks were always there. They just weren’t prominent because they appeared as tiny hairline cracks, small enough to go unnoticed but big enough to create a flaw in the big picture.
I think we’re all scared of these blanks. We don’t like to live in uncertainty. But as scary as it seems, sometimes, the fear of blank spaces makes you steer yourself in a different direction. It forces you to take a step back and analyze yourself. It makes you reevaluate your aspirations. It makes you ask a million questions and seek the answer to these questions. There’s a scary possibility that you’ll never find the answers in this lifetime. But it’s the search that propels you forward.
I believe that these spaces will be filled one day. And someday, when the time is right again, I will fill the spaces with new dreams and promises.