I’ve been thinking about this since I was in high school. There is always that unspoken dream of moving to a new place, very far from where I am now (probably in a new continent but that’s too ambitious na haha) so that I can start all over again. Rewind and delete everything that is wrong in my life (my choices and decisions mostly.) I want to be in that “new” place where I can be who I want to be and not what others expect me to be. I want to be somewhere living life to the fullest, achieving great things, meeting extraordinary people, and travelling to places I only read about in books.
I’m stuck in this little, horrid place where everything is ugly and everything hurts. And I’m probably stuck in this forever.
I suddenly realized just now (and by now I mean “while I’m typing this nonsense blog entry”) that the phrase you only live once is true. I CAN ONLY LIVE ONCE and I cannot start over again! I cannot delete my past. All I have is what I have now and it will be my choice to make the most out of it. I cannot start over again but sure I can make new experiences, new memories and a better future.