top of the world

i found this article in my journal. must be when i was somewhere south.

25 years, and i'm still breathing. thank heavens for that. i'm already a silver speck in this planet. i still wonder about my fate. where would i be, years from now? am i destined to be great? am i gonna make it out lucky? every man at some point in his life asks these questions to himself. although some make it out big, most others, run out of luck. that's the way it is, in this world. one man rises, another falls. the law of balance.

i'm at the top of a mountain, writing this. my trusty logbook. does wonders for me. this is wonderful, see, i get to blog while i'm working. now i can see why mountaineering groups are so crazy about scaling mountains. i can feel the breeze run through my skin. the air contains thrice as much oxygen than in the city. i can run a mile and catch my breath under a minute with o2 like this. in a place such as this, your mind goes haywire. all your emotions, your memories, they come to you all at once and you just can't stop thinking. one of these days, i'll start writing the story of my life. while i can still remember some of it. i did that once, but i lost that notebook. i can still remember my emotional state when i wrote that. back then, i had a different perspective. seemed like ages ago. i can imagine i had so much hate. i was an angry man. i was such a troubled soul. looking back, i wonder why i had to build up so much resentment. what a waste of emotion. at least i can convince myself i'm a much better person now. or maybe, just today.