The universe is such a bewildering thing, isn’t it—just dancing its way across the cosmic background in its grand manner, while we live our oblivious lives-- next thing you know, the Earth had just completed its cycle once again.
This year for me was a lot different compared to the years before. Maybe that’s saying a lot, but rarely do I leave the year without sharing the hard lessons that 2017 gave me-- that almost relationship that threatened the goodness of my soul and made me so, so angry, the what ifs and could have beens, the dream that I kind of realized just now.
The principle of regret is a futile thing, no? It stays with you and latches unto you until you’d finally accept things. But I’m not saying i haven’t moved on. Because I do, God I do. I have accepted things i have no control over. So when I say that I say this from the bottom of my heart, take it figuratively-literally, because that’s all where the rest of me is. But there were certain days when I spent a lot of time regretting things and wishing there were some ways and things i could have done differently; to unmeet someone and take back all the times you wasted. To delete the memories of you with the person who would later on implode right under your nose and reassemble themselves into annoying little shits of ghosts that do not haunt in that melancholic way, only bother.
Still, despite all that, 2017 taught me about losses and gains— and that, for all the people you lost touch with or could not hold on to, life occasionally made up for it by giving you the right people at the right time. I wouldn’t have enjoyed and survived internship without the friends; whether they’re new or old or rekindled.
So, here’s to another year-- for growing, for becoming, for pursuing a different kind of love–it’s time for whole new worlds you haven’t even imagined.
snowghoul
janainaart
ellievsbear
jacobvanloon
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