It's funny how perspectives change. How it flips with time. Some five or six years ago I used to believe I was enough. Now I feel less and less like a wuss. Some five or six years ago, My life wasn't perfect but I felt wonderful, I felt like it was okay. Now I feel terror and horror just contemplating my future. Some five or six years ago, I used to think How I Met Your Mother- was a lame sitcom but now I am in verge of completing all nine seasons within just weeks. Just some five or six years ago, I knew so little yet I didn't have this urge to be like somebody else.Now I feel every second, every min to live somebody's life but mine. It is not years that change perspectives, Months do too, even a few weeks change everything. What you believe, what you admired once and thought those feelings gonna last and just within a week it's gone or just give it 72 hours rest and you would find yourself thinking differently.
“If I had a camera," I said, "I'd take a picture of you every day. That way I'd remember how you looked every single day of your life." "I look exactly the same." "No, you don't. You're changing all the time. Every day a tiny bit. If I could, I'd keep a record of it all." "If you're so smart, how did I change today?" "You got a fraction of a millimeter taller, for one thing. Your hair grew a fraction of a millimeter longer. And your breasts grew a fraction of a—" "They did not!" "Yes, they did." "Did NOT." "Did too." "What else, you big pig?" "You got a little happier and also a little sadder." "Meaning they cancel out each other, leaving me exactly the same." "Not at all. The fact that you got a little happier today doesn't change the fact that you also become a little sadder. Every day you become a little more of both, which me...
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