Confused soul
8 years.. for me 8 years is a long time, 2 short of a decade, dreams, aspirations, maturity, a lot of things in addition to these could be shaped up in 8 years, a kid of this age can do arithmetic calculations for pete's sake. How would it feel to realize, suddenly at a certain point of time that a life can be lost somewhere in translation within 8 years.
Life can play tricks on you, it has to, it has no purpose, the only way the very essence of life can stay relevant is only if it spins you up every once in a while. What is the point of a perfect(plain) life? If there is no excitement, no fear, no lows or highs what would be there to remember? How many of us remember the simple days at school or work when nothing significant happens? how much can you re-collect from these incidents? But I still vaguely remember the times when I forgot to complete my homework at school and had submissions in the next period, or as an another example - I very clearly remember every heartbreak I ever had in my whole lifetime but would not remember the "usual" days from my relationships.
This could be a rant in public about my feelings which is so difficult to share in this digital age, cuz I could find a better confidante in a stupid blog than with any of my "friends" whether new or the "decade" old ones. I pushed my friends away, never was any fan of keeping friendships, thanks to constant uprooting and shifting of places during my entire life, but yeah, when I stare at my "friendlist" a good 450 strong, I see many people, whom I would have interacted once/twice, I see my phone and find numbers which I just keep for god knows what reason but never can muster up the courage to call any of them. I might be labelled as a "loser" for not keeping friendships the way it should be kept, or I might be seeing the whole concept in a very pessimistic way.
Life can play tricks on you, it has to, it has no purpose, the only way the very essence of life can stay relevant is only if it spins you up every once in a while. What is the point of a perfect(plain) life? If there is no excitement, no fear, no lows or highs what would be there to remember? How many of us remember the simple days at school or work when nothing significant happens? how much can you re-collect from these incidents? But I still vaguely remember the times when I forgot to complete my homework at school and had submissions in the next period, or as an another example - I very clearly remember every heartbreak I ever had in my whole lifetime but would not remember the "usual" days from my relationships.
This could be a rant in public about my feelings which is so difficult to share in this digital age, cuz I could find a better confidante in a stupid blog than with any of my "friends" whether new or the "decade" old ones. I pushed my friends away, never was any fan of keeping friendships, thanks to constant uprooting and shifting of places during my entire life, but yeah, when I stare at my "friendlist" a good 450 strong, I see many people, whom I would have interacted once/twice, I see my phone and find numbers which I just keep for god knows what reason but never can muster up the courage to call any of them. I might be labelled as a "loser" for not keeping friendships the way it should be kept, or I might be seeing the whole concept in a very pessimistic way.
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