Ironies

I used to hate big cities. 

I used to say, I'd never ever become a teacher.

I used to feel sick just by thinking of Sushi.

I used to think I know who I am

and what I want

and what I don't want.

And then life taught me

little by little

slapping me in the face

kicking my ass

and laughing.

Now I live in a big city 

work as a teacher

and wish I could have Sushi every day.

And I I don't know who I am

or what I want exactly

or what I don't want.

And I've never been happier.