I watched the news recently. It's full of people killing other people and it makes me sort of think that the human life really is short. Ten years, twenty years, sixty years... they really go by in the blink of an eye, don't they? They disappear and melt, one after the other and most of us don't realize they're gone... until we look back on them again.
( When nostalgia meets dreams )Ahhh... the nostalgia of it all. The bittersweet feeling of remembering those little moments that led up to this when I'm able to write everything and squeeze ten years worth of experience into an incoherent and meaningless blog entry.
To sum it all up, I realized that sometimes,it's okay to trudge down the path carved out for you by someone else. When you're all confused and filled with too many dreams, it gets difficult to pick out which one you want to really fulfill. It's difficult to know which one is truly meant for you. And when someone picks it for you and forces you down a path which destination is unknown to you, you realize as you go along that if you don't really want it, you don't have to continue. But if you do, if you fight hard for it and do everything you can to finish trudging down that path... then think twice because it might really mean something.
As what a respected person said during my undergraduate thesis days,
"sometimes, in marriage, love can come after". It's the same thing for dreams. Sometimes, acceptance comes when nostalgia meets dreams and allows you to realize that
where you are as of the moment is where you're meant to be from the start.Happy dreaming. ^__^