Life is hard but you got to keep going.
I am still a mess, no lie.
Still, I move forward. Slow? Very. Sometimes I think, nothing good is happening to me... but then I realize that I'm just comparing my life to others. The world is so loud that I can't hear my own voice, that I forgot I am my own. I shouldn't live wishing I could live another's life, I know better. I know what makes me really happy, but the world is so loud it is drawing me in with their noise. I realized I am trying to catch up with the world, I am trying so hard to do the same pace the world is in. Fast, wide, no stopping... repetitive. It left me exhausted, trying so hard for something I don't know what it is for.
I stopped, but still, I move forward. Slow? Very and it's my own pace. Sometimes, I think nothing good is happening to me, but that what life really is. I have to learn from it and try to do better the next day. I realized that life doesn't stop with your misery, so I shouldn't too. I will continue to live the life that I want for myself, cherish the people who matter to me and most especially, who values and cares for me back.
When I look back, remembering the things that I have said to people and myself before, how many words did I ever followed? Things that have come true? That I have forgotten? Promises that I have broken? That I stayed true? That I changed? That never happened? I... we... all of us, are never the same people on our continuous journey, we may never notice it but we do. As long as we live we will continue to feel, to get hurt, to yearn for that happiness, to search for that reason... for that life that we want. It is up to us to be bound by it and even though we stay at the same place our journey will never stop, the world will never stop for us.
Another update: I'm still working on Bullet Journal for beginners and with zero artistic talent. LMAO. My birthday is coming soon. Ah, I am getting old. My second post for this year, hooray for my amazing talent to be lazy.
all the love in the world~ x.
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