As I mentioned in this post, one of the nicknames that I have adopted recently is Phoenix. For those of you that don’t know, a Phoenix is a mythical bird whose most notable attribute is to resurrect itself from its own ashes. Now, as I mentioned in the post I linked to above, I have been struggling to overcome some of my personal demons. I’m happy to say that I am no longer struggling with my past. I have come to terms with everything that I have done, and while I never want to go back to being consumed by a nefarious void of pride and negativity, I don’t regret anything that I have done.
I hold no regrets because every part of my recent past has contributed to the reformation of my persona. I am currently more in touch with myself than I have ever been, and that wouldn’t be possible if I didn’t make some mistakes. I have effectively started anew, much like how a Phoenix is reborn.
Like I mentioned above, “Phoenix” is a new nickname for me – how befitting and coincidental that this came about just as I was trying to turn over a new leaf. Makes you think.
On an additional note, I have been using the same bag to carry my books to class for the past 4 years and I never noticed what was on the back. Take a look:
Stay classy.
PS – I feel the need to add the profound words of Kanye West, “Being nice is the shit… workin’ on being a doper person.”
It's funny how we find meaning in random happenstances.
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