One of the things that suck about life – is how the anticipation of a thing is usually more fun/lasts longer than the thing itself.
Case(s) In Point: Remember when you were waiting for Deadpool? Justice League? An intimate encounter?
Your food to arrive at a restaurant?
Morale of my story: nothing lasts. We’re all dust and shadow – but for our memories and the souls that carry a piece of ours. The who you ate the meal with/beside, the who you saw the movie with/beside is a better memory than of the meal/film itself.
Make love not war. Make memories not enemies.
Peace and Love.
Remember when they said you were too young to love?
You wouldn’t understand the valleys and mountains;
You couldn’t navigate the valley lows and highways
Wells and fountains?
They looked at your age,
And said it would be impossible for you to maintain
Keep up with the pressure,
It takes to hold on to pleasure
And your young heart pleaded;
And they said, ‘You’re too young to understand’.
It’s just another day.
At least, that’s my excuse for not wishing you guys a happy new year.
It’s just another day. And nothing changes if we don’t change it.
Sure, dates and the days they fall on move around. It’s another opportunity to celebrate mundane things like birthdays, wedding anniversaries, graduations and what-nots.
Truthfully, however, it’s just another day of another cycle of living.
Trust me. If it was hard for you to do on the 30th of June, it will be just as hard for you to do on the first, second or third of January. Truth comes from within, no matter how we feel about it.
It’s the reason it took me this long to put this up. That; and the feeling of ‘who reads this anyway?’
I know. I know.
Anyways, my point is keep your promises to yourself – not because it’s a certain date on the calendar, but because it’s the thing to do. Get busy living or get busy dying.
So long as you get busy.