Sunday, July 5, 2015 @ 8:35 PM 0 stares
“When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in.
That’s what this storm’s all about.”
That’s what this storm’s all about.”
-Haruki Murakami, Kafka On The Shore
This year is probably one for the record. It started brewing storms when it began, unknown to me. And on its course for months I’ve tried to hold on and resist breaking.
I had no other choice but to be tough.
Things happen whether people like it or not; and sometimes bad things happen to make things fall into place.
The world spins madly on while I was stuck trying to answer all the questions I have. But I guess it’s time to stop wasting what’s left of me on the things that I have no control of.
Everything in this lifetime is a series of making a choice, and I was the only one who haven’t decided yet.
Now I have decided, I choose to be happy.
Anywhere but here, anytime but now.
This is where I’ll begin.