Years passed and somehow I feel like as if I've not moved an inch - in my unconscious mind. I see people around me move in a very fast pace and yet I am crawling trying to catch up. But much to my despair, I am no where close to reach to them.
Keep comforting myself with positive words but as days go by, I am out words to tell myself. Let alone to confide in others. Not too keen to speak it out. Sometimes things are better off unsaid. Given a few attempts to get it out of my chest but funny how I turned to realize that I felt a lot better by not saying a word.
I guess as you grow older, you see and feel things differently now. Wiser? Perhaps, but I would say more rational and pay less attention to petty stuff.
I've had enough of those days when I acted/behaved irrationally. How I wish I could go back to those time and undo all those things. Don't we all?
It's 2013 and this is my first entry for the year. Where have I been?
