Monday, September 13, 2010
♥ who are you again?
I wonder if anyone has been through this stage now.
Or rather, have you pause and stop in life to take a look at yourself in the mirror and ask "hey, who are you?"
No offense here. But get real, this is survival. We are no longer in some kind of sheltered environment. Or perhaps, we weren't even protected in the first place. The masks are merely kept from the open for the conflict of interests which have yet to arise.
I'm really happy that I am still myself now. That is the best bonus i get currently.
But in life, there can never be the ultimate perfection in everything. If there's good, there's always space for bad.
As much as I love the people and the comfort of being myself, I know I can't stay. And neither can I voice out my woes for the very same reason.
Mindy is still a seedling, besides love, she needs to be watered with other essential minerals. Hungry for knowledge, thirsty for experience; the seedling wants to grow up.
Every day, every night, she anticipates the arrival of spring, the season when she will finally blossom and sway happily in the wide big field. The season of harvest when she will truly flourish.
My dear friends and priorities who see this post, I'm really glad you are here with me as my strongest support. I hope you too will hold onto your precious values and grow up strongly! (:
Or rather, have you pause and stop in life to take a look at yourself in the mirror and ask "hey, who are you?"
No offense here. But get real, this is survival. We are no longer in some kind of sheltered environment. Or perhaps, we weren't even protected in the first place. The masks are merely kept from the open for the conflict of interests which have yet to arise.
I'm really happy that I am still myself now. That is the best bonus i get currently.
But in life, there can never be the ultimate perfection in everything. If there's good, there's always space for bad.
As much as I love the people and the comfort of being myself, I know I can't stay. And neither can I voice out my woes for the very same reason.
Mindy is still a seedling, besides love, she needs to be watered with other essential minerals. Hungry for knowledge, thirsty for experience; the seedling wants to grow up.
Every day, every night, she anticipates the arrival of spring, the season when she will finally blossom and sway happily in the wide big field. The season of harvest when she will truly flourish.
My dear friends and priorities who see this post, I'm really glad you are here with me as my strongest support. I hope you too will hold onto your precious values and grow up strongly! (:
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