A new year has set off on its journey this morning, and yet unlike at the beginning of every journey, my bag is not full of hopes and plans, it is rather light and I can even see some holes coming out in it. Yet, like any traveller, I find myself wondering what will await for me on the way. And still, my mind is torn between this expecting state and the almost certainty of nothing good coming along the way. Am I the pessimist traveller who expects but misfortune, or am I the realistic analyst who based on the circumstances given, has reached a rightful conclusion?
Either way, on this first day of the new year, I find myself rather blue in the heart, and longing for something that I already feel is not going to come. Human nature is very bizarre... You already know answers, and yet in spite of that, you keep hoping it is going to be different....
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