Here's to the Crazy Ones

A Story by Annabelle

I’m not sure whether it’s the width or depth of change that affects us all.

We want to make a change in this world; That is what they say.

How do I make a change? That is the question. For in one way or another, we want to be that unique person out of the 7 billion people on this earth. We say we want to strive and achieve, and yet we do not do anything. I am scared; scared that I’ll die not having made my mark in the universe.

I want to go out and do something.

We all harbour this inherent fear of dying alone and not making a change to this world. I am now pondering the existence of myself, change would occur assuming that if I do not exist, something/someone would be in utter catastrophe. That is called making a change, because in a way we change the way this world works. Only after this change has come about, will the balance of forces in this universe stay the same. I want to be that change. I don’t know how that’s going to happen. But I will be that harbinger of change.

“Here's To The Crazy Ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently.”