One day you found yourself
lost in this vast meadow
desperate for an escape
but you never find the way out
This post is not intended to be sentimental. Just trying to make it poetic. Almost 2 years since you left, and a lot of changes has taken place. Had things got harder? Had it been difficult?
Ohhh. Nothing actually but just changes. Or more precisely,
Adaptations.
Things got screwed up. Not everything went well. But it doesn't means life ends here. It's no sad story. There are things that are definitely disturbing. Not all people are kind, neither are them all nasty. I can pretty much sum up that I got the best of everything and also the worst. But I have no regrets. I welcome disasters and sit with them over a coffee.
Take more time alone and reflect on yourself, your day. Eat food that your liver and kidneys will thank you for. Take strolls or light jog and let the endorphins do the work after a bad day. Keep improving yourself. Share joy and learn to give.
and let go.
This ain't easy. But all of us might eventually need to put down some of these heavy baggage so we can move on again. Yours truly is still learning, no matter how much I hate to do it.
Thank you for reading. Well, I just hope perhaps a little thought here that I have could also help whoknowswho whom might be facing some of the similar problems here too. Just remember, you're not alone!
Signing off
S.Y