People, not things for this entry. I’m grateful for my friends, who used to be my colleagues in BT. We grew together professionally and developed our own strengths in the different branches of the industry and yet we remain comrades until today. We’re all so different, but we get along so well. Most of the time. Haha.
I’m not delicate, nor am I dainty
I bumble, mumble and have a tendency to tumble
A fool in matters of the heart
No less better when using my head
Dreams are like a balm for my sanity
When one comes true it’s like a miracle
Fearless, I could never play that part
Why bother when I could just stay in bed
… even now, what the eff am I doing? Still drifting, albeit in a different direction than before, with not much clue of what lies ahead. There are so many layers to the things that I do right now and there are days when I’d feel like abandoning this ship, to leave everything and set sail on another journey.
Maybe I lack the will to commit. That’s why. I sound like an idiot, don’t I?
There are people I’d rather forget, and people I just couldn’t. I wonder if I’m easily forgettable. Because I sensed that it is so.
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I can’t imagine losing important, cherished memories. That would be really sad. On the other hand though, it could be seen as an opportunity to make a new one, without any expectations and there would be no need to make comparisons.
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Memories are wonderful things, if you don’t have to deal with the past.
Celine said that in here. What the hell does that mean, really?