It is said that it's pretty hard to leave your past, your entire childhood behind and just move on and face up new things. In my case, I just moved in and the atmosphere round here scares the shit out of me. One thing is certain: I hate the silence. I just can't stand it and all I've got here is nothing else but this terrible still atmosphere.
I don’t know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I’d have to say it has a lot to do with fear.
Who gets to determine when the old ends and the new begins? It’s not on the calendar, it’s not a birthday, it’s not a new year. It’s an event, big or small, something that changes us. Ideally, that gives us hope, a new way of living and looking at the world, a way of letting go of old habits, old memories. What’s important is that we never stop believing we can have a new beginning, but it’s also important to remember that, amid all the crap, there are a few things worth holding on to.
So here I am in this new place. Let's see what can I do with it ! (:
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