Epilogue: Anything But Ordinary

The sun sets again. An employee and then another finished work. A song ended playing on air. Another TV show says farewell. Jeepneys and taxis and more varieties of vehicles reached their destinations and finally stopped moving. A game is finally over. Children in the streets quit playing games. The store closes. Lights in bedrooms turned off one by one.
It is very common to feel sadness on Endings of whatever story. We would not know anymore what happens next, that's why kind writers created "Happy Endings" to assure their audience that everything else after the story would go on fine and okay. But still, it's sad to know that something will not be around anymore because it is going to end.
Leaving my teenage years will be a nice step to maturity. Some of my friends would tell me that I'm old---let me say this: I'm just older than them. Everyone will reach this stage (unless one dies early.) And you will probably get the same treatment from younger ones.
It is not only that I am ending my teenage years. I'm also ending my 'Anything But Ordinary' life. This is the life I lived for so many years: A life I used to consider insipid and ordinary. But growing up and having the time to look back, I realize how adventurous it had been. And it is by being ordianary did I became as somebody now.
I've become somebody by being a nobody. I tasted pain and liked it. I got rejected and moved on. Being nobody for me have felt like being somebody for myself and for the people around me. I have been whining while unconciously I was becoming something people talked about, someone people liked or disliked or hated, someone whom people criticize and someone whom people try to bring down.
I am somebody.
So, I end up complaining about how it had been an ordinary life for me. Because it is always up to us to paint the portrait of our life. As my former Rizal Professor would always tell us: "Life is what you make it." And indeed by being myself did I make something out of it.
Now that I take a big step forward, I'm sure there will be new challenges to face. It's natural. And problems are what keeps me up everyday. Without problems, my life will be dull. The problem with problems is that we worry about it too much and it just complicate things more. And I bet these will be testing me on how strong I am now. These problems will just make me bolder--it will be a path to invinsibility. If I give up or don't win on this, I'll be damned more than ever.
It's life. Go with the flow. But we may go against it if it is not making us happy anymore. And you may always find out how strong you've become by doing so. You'll find what beauty it is in the other side of this Current.
You'll find freedom.
And the sun will rise again. People will wake up and get to work. Vehicles will fill the traffic. Children will be on the streets again and stores open for customers. Songs begin to play once more. You shall continue walking this complicated life.
... This will be my last post for this blog. Because there will be no ordinary person to update it. It will be no "Anything But Ordinary" anymore. No more to read about that Ordinary Person. Because he's gone.
And I shall be walking this other path now. The path far away from where the Current used to bring me to. And there's no stopping me.
"The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity. "
~Seneca