someday maybe I'll write a story which the chapters don't connect. The more disjointed the better.. probably sounds stupid, but that's what I feel life is like sometimes. If I cld explain it in a different manner...Every moment is like a frame, the next might be totally different, or not. Today you're here, and maybe tomorrow, there might be someone in your place. Maybe of the five people you see in one frame, there are three you'll never see again in any of the others. Then again, maybe we're friends today, tomorrow, and for a long time after. I don't know. Everything just changes so fast. Even if you have the exact people in the same place, in two frames, there are still small things that change. I'm not talking about years years, just give it two months? *shrugs* It's unpredictable, and it makes no sense. But maybe it's really like one of those huge montage/mosiacs puzzles.. Maybe you might have a picture of mickey mouse, right next to a picture of a funeral. It makes no sense to put them next to each other, and it looks downright random. But from somewhere far away, maybe it'll make sense. i dunno.
anyway, life is both fragile and resilient. in life, we cross path with many ppl.. but we can’t keep in touch with all of them— not in any sort of meaningful way, at least. But do not allow those who are important to u to slip away. and I am very thankful for the few of u in my life, who have stayed on till now..whom have laughed together, offered an outstretch arm in times of my needs, warm fuzzy hugs at totally random moments. love u all.
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved. -Victor Hugo
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