of getting old and other things

“Life is more than a series of moments, you know? We can make choices and we can choose to protect the people we love. And that’s what makes us who we are”

- Oh my, growing up is quite a tough job, I mean, sometimes you just realize that time is passing you by, you just gotta get yourself moving otherwise you wind up missing out on life or maybe on your-own-self. Time runs and when you pause to figure out where are you exactly standing you might be either satisfied or not. As for me life is more of a perpetual race. I need to stop, pause, and realize where am I exactly, but for a reason I can’t help but being the big white rabbit hurrying down in order not to miss out on something, what is that “thing” exactly?? I have not the tiniest clue.

- This might sound stupid, but I so want to be a mom, I became both so emotional and sensitive about this issue. I have a big secret that I haven’t told any one before. one of the main reasons behind the infamous “k” incident was the kids issue. I know this doesn’t sound sane enough, well, it doesn’t make sense at all, yet I was thinking Hey, the end justifies the means, and it is morally permissible, no?

I know this might happen or might not, I know there are certain things in life that we HAVE TO make peace with and accept. I theoretically agree, yet emotionally still wishing, hoping, and expecting. Believe me, sometimes instinct speaks louder than logic.

New Year Resolutions:

- I decided to make my peace with downtown, doesn’t seem like I have any other option.

- I decided to cut the crap wire on my life, I have taken severe actions to organize it and added a sense of discipline and commitment to it (away from work that is).

Of New Years; Happy New Year

A happy New Year! Grant that I
May bring no tear to any eye
When this New Year in time shall end
Let it be said I’ve played the friend,
Have lived and loved and labored here,
And made of it a happy year.

 

Finally this year is coming to an end.  It was quite an eventful one ya3ni, can’t really judge if it was eventful in a good or a bad way, however, I can claim that I’ve learned a lot, about life, people, and my-own-self.

 

Mesh 3arfa whenever is turns 11:55 on the night of Dec. 31st, I feel the universe pauses keda, in spite of the external commotion, internal silence and stillness prevails until the clock strikes 12:00 the universe’s march continues.

 

Anyways, Happy New Year. Hope all your days are made up of everything beautiful, happy, & special.

Love,

Nerro