I think a man in his early thirties has to prepare for what might be coming in his forties like Jesus Christ in the bible. What will I be after 10 years from now? I have no answers. Actually, I’m not afraid of anything in the next future, but I’m afraid of getting older without destination.
What’s the meaning of all of the roads, valleys, and alleys in this crazy life? What’s going on here? God can be the only answer for this tedious and trivial stories? Should I keep writing this story or try to make another story and how?
Let’s think, talk, walk, sing, and get crucified as Jesus did. Show me your answer, please.
