well, they don't call christmas the festive season for no reason. in a couple of days we will be gathering for the new year, wishing that the coming year would be better than the previous ones. that glimmer of hope that lingers around us coming from the promise of new possibilities. well, not everyone has that, got to just acknowledge that. this festive season has been more muted in comparison to the previous year's. don't really know it's because i'm getting older so everything around me seems more sombre or it's something else. at times, i feel like i'm slipping away from people. i shouldn't be surprised because everything changes after all. that's part of life. yet this unsettling feeling persists. it's the feeling that somehow i'm unable to reconcile the past, the present and the future. our lives have changed as we diverged onto different paths yet there is something innate within us to cling onto the past. the familiarity of it. the nostalgia. but nostalgia always has a veil of deception that romanticises the past. the past is the past because we moved on and we (hopefully) grow from it. we aren't the same people as before. do i miss the simplicities that came along with adolescence? sometimes. i miss the sheer determination to do anything that is driven by naivety. at least i was doing something instead of living resignation. bitterness has somehow hardened me a little. that bitterness that was the product of envy. hopefully, i'm past envy – it feels like i'm getting over it. it seems pointless to be comparing one's life to another's. everyone has their own set of struggles that life has dealt them. it's something that i have to remind myself every now and then since it's so easy to slip into that mode of comparison. too easy in fact.
I wanna live a life from a new perspective
- Gloria
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