Okay, so I have again ghosted this blog for a while, but you know, just got so caught up into everything else that it just became an “on the back of my mind” thought. It just wasn't coming to the front which reminds me of many other things which didn't come to the front either. Like I said, I was too occupied. But for this blog, a really kind person decided to remind me that, hey, you have forgotten about the blog, and that they're waiting for a new post. But now, as I am writing this, I reckon what were other things that I didn't do when I was too caught up with the things at the front. And also the fact that I never really cared what was important and what was not I just went on doing what came to the front. Now that I think of it, what if the thoughts and things waiting for me at the back of my mind were the ones I should have focused on? You know, I get it live in the moment, you just have one life but yeah, that matters, right? I just have one life, an...
I am a seasonal being. Wait, I forgot to add human. So actually, I am a seasonal human being . What’s the difference, you ask? Well, a seasonal being changes every season, inside and outside. But a seasonal human being? Sometimes we change only on the outside. Sometimes, only on the inside. And sometimes both. The changes are constant. That’s just how life works. Seasonal beings understand that. Seasonal human beings… haven’t. But I think we will. The thing is change for us is still a shock. And the worst part? We don’t have a defense ready. Apart from crying, of course. Which, again, is subjective. Because men "don’t cry" It makes them weak. And women are weak, so they cry. Or so we've been told. Some of us develop defenses, though they’re not always healthy taking it out on others, starving, bingeing, self-harm, even suicide. And some of us just exist while everything around us keeps changing. We tell ourselves we’re excited about change. We admire other se...