Still here

It's been a good 17 days since I last posted, and I must say that in that short span of half a month, I've had my life shifting into a different light.

One thing I've learnt is that you can't derive an explanation all the time, and even so, sometimes these explanations do not prove to satisfy. So I left having to accept things as they were, and now I'm quite glad to be back and away from emotional-draining days. Up till now, things are turning out pretty fine and dandy (:

But sometimes I still get this weird and unfamiliar feeling, I think the long period of anticipation got me into thinking that such a person wouldn't come along so soon, and now that she's here, it all just feels a little surreal. But I'm not complaining, it's nice to have someone to love and to be loved in return.

On another note, attachment has started off with me feeling overwhelmed. Now I know why nobody likes attachment, cos it's just an utter waste of time and our youth. Waking up at 5 every morning screws up your mind, and also gives your fugly eyebags. It's only day 4 but I'm already delving into the world of bangalas! Screw attachment.

High and dry

I left thinking I needed to escape but somewhere in those hundred miles I discovered that the only thing I needed to get away from was myself.

So it's back to the place of comfort, the place I call home. But this time round, returning isn't just simply coming home because it's hardly what I would call familiarity anymore. So much has changed.

Maybe we shouldn't let people into our lives that easily. Because when you decide to, you weigh against the consequences of them walking out, leaving you in a state worse than before.

How are we supposed to know where to place our foot anymore?

Friends come and go

Sometimes you just wonder if you'll lose it all in a blink of an eye. People and things you've come to know and have had for the longest of time, suddenly just disappearing, or when situations lead to undesirable changes.

We can't map out our lives and come up with a fool-proof manual on how to lead the perfect life, we just try to take in whatever gets thrown at us around the corner.

But why is it that with some people things just don't work out smoothly no matter how hard you try, but with others, you find that same comfort waiting for you even though you haven't been around for a certain period of time.

Maybe it's the whole idea of people being in different stages, each having different priorities and expectations.

There's only so much that we can try, and desperately do we try. But do we end up only to look foolish?