Sometimes, while my mind is adrift, I stumble upon a glimpse of something that seems to connect pieces of a puzzle together. It is a funny feeling, because it sets a comfortable mood, just as when you're a little kiddo and some knowledge that seemed just out of reach, maybe reserved to the grown ups, suddenly makes sense. I might just say it feels like noticing you're growing wiser. There's beauty to be found in just how such a small, sometimes even meaningless thing can light up the little bit of a child that sometimes I even forget is still here.

This tricks my mind into believing, even if for just a second, that I found something that could change the way I perceive reality. I also feel like it comes wrapped in doubts which persuade me into not believing it really means anything. It's like that feeling of receiving a gift and not knowing if it is that Nintendo 64 you wanted so badly, or if it's just another box full of clothes — it makes you happy, almost euphoric, but your brain also won't let you get your hopes too high up because it knows very well how much broken expectations can hurt.

One of these days the thought of how interesting of a concept a moment is silenced all the nonsense inside my head. I was having a moment. It was probably because of the moment I was in life, but all I needed was just that brief moment with my thoughts to find this idea floating around.

"Moment" can be defined in a multitude of meanings and concepts, but if we try to focus on one thing all of those meanings have in common, it is the fact that a moment is a slice of time. It captures everything that is inside that slice, from people involved, to weather, to the emotions from each and every one, down to the smallest details, including everything that is irrelevant to whatever context such moment was brought up. It means literally all that exists from start to finish of somewhen.

Life is made of moments. All that happened before life is also made of moments. Also, whatever is left after life is no more. Moments sum up to existence itself, from these nostalgic glimpses of our childhood we have from time to time, to the very death of the universe.

Think of all you've been through, all you're going through. These are just moments, they come just as they go — you could even miss when did a moment start or when did it end. Did it end? You, as everybody else, are here to collect these. Be it just a brief couple of seconds that might change your life, or an entire set of years from your life… Relax. It will take just a moment.

Think of the good things that have happened, and things that have been putting a smile on your face lately. These are moments you might keep close to your heart for eternity, or maybe you'll just grow past it, but nonetheless these also make up your life, and are as important as any other moment.

Now let's stare back at the road ahead, as I ask you to please never lose sight of moments you wish you'll live. You dream of having a kid? Finding a hobby? Getting back in touch with that friend from back in the day? Maybe you just want a Nintendo 64 in plain 2019. All of those are places you've seen yourself at at some point, and nobody but you can stand up in favor of those moments when the time comes, and it is coming. It's been coming since the very first moment you wished for it.

The only thing now standing between you and wherever you want to be in the future is just a good old bunch of moments. And my friend if you got here, I'm sure you know how to handle those. Don't fool yourself thinking it might have been all out of pure luck, as that will help you accomplish nothing.

You are here, and even though there are things you wished just weren't, you got here — and the most special aspect of this is "you" and not "got here".

Maybe, just as I have for the last many years, you just want to start expressing yourself. Through words, images, sounds, moves, et cetera… I can assure you there is only one thing holding you back, and that is your very own self. We tend to spend time stuck in this toolbox falacy, but in most cases we just need to start. It sounds obvious, and I'm sure you have already convinced yourself at some point that really all you need to do is to take that first step. Write your first sentence. Then the first paragraph. Then write a few more. You'll be doing it in no time. And it will feel awesome. I'm feeling awesome as I type this, as this post literally is me taking that first step. I did exact what I'm suggesting here and it worked wonders for me. It might not feel the same to you, of course, but there is no other path yet. In fact, there is no path at all until you take that first step — and then, an entire array of uncountable paths will unfound and open up to you.

Just. Start.