​It’s funny how different time moves. No block of time passes in the same way; it moves faster than it should when on vacation, and slowest during the last hour of work that stands between you and the weekend. And how quickly it all seems to go when you go from being the youngest person in the room to the oldest now.

I am not the same me as I was from six years ago, from a decade ago, from sixteen years ago.

I am always reminded of how this will always be the youngest and the oldest I will ever be in this lifetime. People have come, left, died and been born. Some born again. Some who are still alive and yet strangely not living. Some gone forever. 

Growing older is like the changing of seasons, you will never know how it happened, it just does, and you are haunted by the things that you’ve always wanted to do and haven’t. You wonder if you will ever find the will to do them. To finally not be guileless, to not be gutless, and act on wants from so long ago that you no longer remember them or how much you’ve wanted them in the first place.

Funny how things change with time. The things we want, the life we wanted and then settled for. 

好事：昨天能和家人一起過元宵，好快樂。開懷大吃，還吃到了我最愛的花生湯圓 😍

壞事：媽媽進醫院。好像還挺嚴重的。相信自己的本份有做到。

今天和新同事去了安寧病房做公益。 陪病人玩遊戲，唱歌，吃點心。我看到他們樂在其中，心裏有種複雜的快樂與傷感。快樂是應為體會到絕望之中還是能找到一些讓自己情不自禁享受人生的小理由。傷感是應為我近距離的看到了人生的短暫。 好心疼這些人。幸好還是很努力的把負能量給吞進肚子裡了。微笑著，玩起來。  對有些人來說，「明天」是一種奢侈品。「當下」就是他們唯一能肯定的東西。而「等」就是一種浪費。 時間不能浪費。因為一些時光經歷時沒又什麼特別，回憶起來時卻刻骨銘心。