月曜日, 3月 28, 2005
Moving on...
It's always sad to leave things behind. There's always this immeasurable feeling of loss, of not wanting to go, of holding on because most of the things that are dear to us at this point is being threatened to go away as we move further ahead in our own personal pursuit. It is always difficult to make that first step and turn away from all the things that matter now. But at the same time the temptation of knowing what’s ahead, the mystery of tomorrow is so inviting that we are torn between staying and moving on…
Today I made it official. Finally, I mustered the guts to tell everybody that I am moving on….It’s sad. It’s depressing. I feel that I’m in a limbo, I feel suspended in the air or to put more precisely, I want to stay suspended, a part of me wants to be trapped in a time capsule so I wouldn’t worry about leaving my life, marching into the unknown and saying goodbye to what is now me. It’s sad.
Moving on means that I will not see as often as I could all my friends, it means that I would be losing so many happy times with them.
Moving on also means that my present identity could be placed in the archive of the society I grew up with, it means that I’m closing all my accounts, my credit cards, my mobile phone, it means that I wouldn’t be playing badminton, or bowling or go out of town as often as I want to. Moving on means that I could be nothing but a memory.
Moving on also means saying goodbye. Farewell to all the laughter, to all the tears, to all of me. But why did I choose to move on if the pain seems unbearable? Why did I choose the road less traveled? Am I ready to say goodbye?
Am I ready to say goodbye? Or will I ever be?
# posted by Unknown : 6:35 午後
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