Time;

I find it so lame each time the phrase 'in the blink of an eye' is used to describe time. I mean, I get it. It passes by, you were busy (or not as busy as you had hoped to be) and before you know it a lot of time has come and gone. Yet the only way I can find myself describing time this time is - you guessed it! - through the use of said lame phrase. 

The year is coming to a close in 3 weeks. So much to do, so little time. So many goals not achieved, so many things to reflect on. 

Whether or not we choose to believe in time being a construct of man, it's also time that provides a form of peace and system. The beginning of a new year brings a hope of a new version of you. I speak for myself in saying that it's true. When 2021 came, I felt nothing but relief. Mostly because 2020 was a horrendous and dark year for me.

However, 2021 taught me something very different from the usual belief of needing to start anew. We run on this earth with many years on our timeline if we're lucky. Why wait until the dawn of a new age before change is made? Maybe you'll scoff if you read this, all I can say is I'm glad I've finally accepted this truth before it got too late. It's still a construct I need to unlearn, and that is always a hard thing to do... but next year (ironic much?) I hope to be a lot better in managing and dealing with this construct of time.

The only thing I hope to hold dearly for next year is to keep my dreams secret. To store them only for myself and to not go around sharing them with even my closest confidantes. No reason behind it, just that I am tired of being a disappointment to the people around me. 

...myself especially. 

Till then (and in case I don't come back before then), a happy new year in advance <3

xx.