So many years have passed. So many things have been done, seen and experienced.
So many things still left to do.
Will I have the time to do them? Probably if I dedicated myself to it I could do some of them. Will I do that? Probably not.
Time goes by. Like a flowing river. Pebbles beneath me some rolling with my flow. How much time left I do not know. Does it matter? Most will say should. Why should it when I do not wish it to matter?
Things around me changing constantly. People around me changing constantly.
Feelings around me changing constantly. Those that promise to always protect end up hurting or leaving. Is it worth it? - Yes.
Even at its lowest moments life is worth it.
What you may ask? I do not know. I could not give you even one reason at this moment.
Yet even at my lowest moments when I would wish for death and the end of pain and sorrow something whispers from deep within 'I'm happy I made it this far'.
End of each miserable day that something says 'I made it'.
No man is an island. I know this all too well.
Am I rambling - yes. This what happens when I don't sleep a lot and have a safe haven to voice my rambling.
A very good day to my family and friends.
Written by - Ms J. Singh
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> RELIGION - THE OLD GODS <
> SO MANY YEARS HAVE PASSED <
> REALITY <