I stumbled across this entry I wrote on my phone whilst slowly making my way from where I was to our agreed dinner place. It was such a beautiful piece I thought to share.
Dated: 24th December 2011
For once in a really long time, I had some time to myself to write. I wish I had my laptop to take all these emotions down. It would be one of the best pieces in a long while as I remained oblivious of the crowd that whizzes pass me.
I took to typing on my phone’s memo for fear that all these will be gone when I leave on one of the trains that will take me to my destination. At the moment, I am merely sitting with my ipod plugged in whilst the doors beeped shut in the background. The howling sound of the arriving and departing trains lifted my wanderlusting spirit. Its been a while since I stood still and merely soaked in the sounds of trains unperturbed by whatever that is mounting at the back of my head. Trains have taken me places all over the world and I have wonderful and bad memories all in. The bad ones simply accentuates the beautiful ones. It is amazing that at the spot I am sitting for 30 minutes, I see a familiar face and I became temporal company to an otherwise likely mundane ride. The train took the passengers with him and a new bunch of them began drifting to the platform and awaiting his arrival to bring them to their destination. When they leave the platform, history is created.
The year practically flew by in front of me. Every time this year, I’ll be melancholic. Maybe its the weather. Weather or not, the fact that we are all aging have been scaring me quite a bit. Especially of the fact that my parents are closer to leaving me. We have grown closer as time passes, its not that we haven’t before, just that now, love is immensely intense. So intense that when I thought of their departure, I will cry, trembling in fear and having trouble finding my next mouth of breathe. I know for sure I’ll become dizzy and faint and even suspect I may go into depression. That’s how intense my love for them have become. I know than that I had to find a partner because I would just throw my life away with their demise. That shall be my new years resolution 2012.
I’ve had a very fulfilling 2011. I did what I set out to do and am happy with myself. It will be a year come 9th January that I promised to take my heart back from him after 6 long years. I am not going to regret what I did which made me blinded to all the chances along the way. It is true I didn’t have the guts to tell him how I felt but its not going to something I regret not doing. After all, I might lose a friend if he hadn’t felt the slightest bit the same.
I do hope 2012 will be a year I will improve on what I left on in 2011. Maybe brush upon the bits and pieces of language skills I picked up. I remain excited about what lies ahead at the midpoint of 2012; I do know I want to travel by than.
Wanderlusting… As I sat in this Italian restaurant, I felt like I was transported to Italy. It is raining outside so the rise in temperature when I stepped in was welcoming. If only it was snowing outside, it would have been my perfect Christmas dream. Company was going to be late. The food served behind me is making me famished. This is going to be the best Christmas girls night out ever. A pity Serena and Chermaine are not here. I await with eagerness Amy and Louisa’s arrival and the food of course!
Merry Christmas!
