Dear life, you often kept me informed of the things happening around me. Even though I wouldn’t understand you told and showed me anyway. I came to loathe that ‘you’ll understand one day’ phrase, along with the ‘when you are older you will look back and remember this day’.
I’ve been doing that a lot of late, looking back. A lot of things have fallen into place and I don’t feel as lost but you show me more things and I still have to wait for tomorrow to understand. It’s kinda like a see-saw, give and take? Maybe? a journey? Stops have to be made along the way to see how far we have come and think about what is left of it.
I guess you taught me that it’s good to have those moments. Those intimate moments we spend with ourselves figuring out the next move. Looking back at…
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