"I realized I was too focused on "passing this period" that I would only realize I was truly happy later in life, while missing out on the period I'm in."
I owe it to myself to enjoy the unenjoyable.
The long work days.
My thinning hair.
Emails, a lot of unanswered ones too.
I'm always focused on making things work now, that I forget to process my feelings only to realise later that "damn I looked good", or "I was actually really happy."
Caught onto this nostalgia I forget that I'm currently living better days.
It's always me vs time, and a gap, a huge one, where I miss out on everything in between.
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