Prologue
"We'll cross the bridge when we get there."
Perspective
Everything looks dissimilar now that I see it in the third-person point of view.
I know people would display a different version of themselves depending on who they are with.
It is easier to voice out when I don't own those feelings of longingness.
Perspective is finally understanding that most of the time your friend just needs to see you sitting across the table in a small café with them.
In the picture
Something boring only becomes appealing once it is made into a movie scene.
However, we don't have to reach that level to understand that our days are worth living. The in-between moments are what I constantly compose about...
and I can barely remember them without you in the picture.
Your art
It is scary to bring your art out into the open because simply talking about it can already be uninteresting to some
but you never know, what you are going to say might mean the world to someone in that room.
So, put it out there...
and leave space for people to discover and assimilate it.
The lesson of last year
I encountered several reasons to "step out" but now, I'm choosing to stay...
not because I don't have any other option but because it is not yet time to switch lanes.
Isn't it awful to have to bid goodbye when we didn't even have the chance to exchange hellos?
Now, we pay the price of our actions which is also the essence of growing up.
Now, I learned the reason why the delay kept on occurring.
I'm consoled by the fact that it's better to come face to face with reality now than later in life.
I have been pining for some connections.
I might have used the wrong words.
I have been expecting so much from others.
My mother once said that the reason why I feel socially drained after being surrounded by a lot of acquaintances is because...
they don't meet my expectations.
The lesson about waiting
You shouldn't spend so much time waiting for something which you know you don't have time for.
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