We all choose to strive day by day, to conquer the battles we've had, and honestly, I've never been good at hiding things, or staying the same, because every time I tried to fit in, something was wrong—like glittery heels that are so high and tight. It slowly becomes a threat. All I needed was to let go and breathe again, to feel the warmth of the air.

Being settled in one version seems undeniably perfect—the calm one, serious and focused. But what if I was really the opposite? Having just a planned dream, career, and life; being strong, dedicated, and responsible. It's not just a facade, honestly—it's the one version of me I felt like I was supposed to be. But life is far more complex than just being a single shade.

Too short to be just one color; just think about this: the sky seems calming when it's just blue, doesn’t it? But it doesn't always look like that. A sunny hue of orange and yellow seems peaceful, a bliss of gray and black seems like doubt and fear, and a calming vibe of purple and pink seems magical. So, why do we expect ourselves to stay the same?

We are meant to fully live with it, to feel it. If comfort may seem safe, then change must be fear. Apparently, we are not meant to be perfectly consistent but to be full of contrasts. People sometimes ask me, "What do I really want to be? What kind of person are you?" And one thing's for sure... I don't know. It changes depending on the day and the mood. Sometimes I want to be just a loud heather or a wild orange cat. I talk so fast, yet sometimes slow, or perhaps not at all. Some mornings I dream about big things, but sometimes I doubt.

And you see, how can people expect me to be just the consistent version of me?

The saying "people change or you change" is not true; they just missed the version of you that shaped you, the one that made sense to them.

Because, for real, I thought stability meant choosing one thing to maintain consistently, but life doesn't work in solvable patterns; it's an unpredictable maze. And there is always beauty in being unpredictable.

If today I'm a glimpse of sunset, tomorrow, who knows?

Be the artist of your life. Don't be just a single color: one version. You are meant to be a gradient palette with your own brush.

The Frontman