Sometimes it is just a matter of getting over it. Retentive feelings are all very well for Anne Elliot and with her, they worked. If they hadn't she would have died alone. Sad and brokenhearted and half a person.
But tomorrows have been surprising me. I found that no matter how difficult, it is always possible to get through today. If you focus on just getting through this moment, this minute, the next five minutes, suddenly it's tomorrow.
And tomorrows can be surprising.
For years now, birthdays have been something to endure and get through.
This year, the year I turned 40, it was special. It was a conglomeration of things - the people, the presents, the effort behind it, the food. My sister Jackie coming here and doing her best. Also Simon. Also Ivan. Even Julie whom I no longer speak to, staying back in KL and taking care of the dogs.
Arnold is sick again. That wound by the side of his head acting up. She's taking him to the vet.
I've never fought for anything worth fighting for. I've never achieved anything I can look back and be proud of. And I don't want to be scared anymore. I want to work towards something, build something, be proud of something.
That's my wish.
For this year. And the rest of my life.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
When My Life Needs A Spring Cleaning...
...the first thing I get rid is you.
It amazes me that some people make a lot of effort to reconnect (when I don't want to, rightly considering them vexations to the spirit, the kind that Max Ehrmann told us to avoid, who will annoy me terribly some time down the road) and then, voila, what do you know...they live down to expectations.
You're probably saying I shouldn't have had those expectations in the first place, right? That it was a self-fulfilling prophecy? Or that I should have just stuck to my guns and ignored the begging, grovelling apologetic letter and just blocked all access and addresses?
Never mind.
These kind of things help to strengthen my resolve.
So it's going to be delete and block on Facebook.
And root out emails over here and put email address on the block list.
That should do for now.
Life is short. I don't need these type of bastards in it.
It amazes me that some people make a lot of effort to reconnect (when I don't want to, rightly considering them vexations to the spirit, the kind that Max Ehrmann told us to avoid, who will annoy me terribly some time down the road) and then, voila, what do you know...they live down to expectations.
You're probably saying I shouldn't have had those expectations in the first place, right? That it was a self-fulfilling prophecy? Or that I should have just stuck to my guns and ignored the begging, grovelling apologetic letter and just blocked all access and addresses?
Never mind.
These kind of things help to strengthen my resolve.
So it's going to be delete and block on Facebook.
And root out emails over here and put email address on the block list.
That should do for now.
Life is short. I don't need these type of bastards in it.
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