Ah, and this time of the year again. A month after the new year's. Another year, the same life. People making resolutions, and then not fulfilling them.
Then isn't everyday a new year's eve? Making resolutions, daily hoping life gets better the next day. Going through the day and wishing for a new start every morning.
It's ironic how time passes. We wish for a better year ahead, yet every new year's night is the same. It's just a matter of milliseconds when the current year becomes all past. I read somewhere that today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday. When i read it, i kept thinking for hours how we all live in the future. Today, we worry about tomorrow. Everyday, we worry about things to come that day, chores to do on the evening, a meeting two hours later. A lecture half an hour away. We never really do live in the moment, do we?
Just in that moment, with no worry or thought about the next minute. Instead, we just plan about the next hours, the next day, the next week, the next month, the next year.
A whole year has gone by yet again, and it's already a month in the new one. Life totally changed as the year got older. And still, it seems as if it never really changed.
Then isn't everyday a new year's eve? Making resolutions, daily hoping life gets better the next day. Going through the day and wishing for a new start every morning.
It's ironic how time passes. We wish for a better year ahead, yet every new year's night is the same. It's just a matter of milliseconds when the current year becomes all past. I read somewhere that today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday. When i read it, i kept thinking for hours how we all live in the future. Today, we worry about tomorrow. Everyday, we worry about things to come that day, chores to do on the evening, a meeting two hours later. A lecture half an hour away. We never really do live in the moment, do we?
Just in that moment, with no worry or thought about the next minute. Instead, we just plan about the next hours, the next day, the next week, the next month, the next year.
A whole year has gone by yet again, and it's already a month in the new one. Life totally changed as the year got older. And still, it seems as if it never really changed.
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