So who says old habits die hard?
It stuck me..just out of the blue...we are all about memories and hope.
Memories - we hang on to them...we re-live them...we try to create new ones. All in the hope that it will leave behind something about us, about the time we spent, about the people we met.
Hopes. Hopes are so overrated sometimes. Yes, we need them..but hopes operate in such a limiting fashion. You hope for what you think is good for you...outside the realm of your thoughts and that tiny idea of a world between your ears, one doesnt know what is possible.
As you grow older, one often tries to hold on to the familiar even more. People you knew, food you ate, places you visited, songs you listened to, photos of the yore...each of them seem to grow more and more precious when seen through the sepia lenses of your memory.
But every moment spent living the past is stealing something incredible from the present. Yes, we may be the net result of who we know, love, hate, despise, dont care about or look upto. We are all of that and more.
Life isnt all that big thing its made out to be...it isnt trivial either.
When I think of life in the last 1.3 decades..the people I loved, the friends I adored, the situations I stood up against, the moments which broke my heart, the resolve I pulled together, the stupidities I committed, the recklessness of some decisions, the riskiness of others....none of it was 'per plan'. The plan always was to stay friends with your childhood gang, marry someone and have kids. Maybe have a career..maybe.
And what it turned out to be. Or rather, I surprised myself with what I wanted out of my life. Realised the plan was never mine..it was a boiler template from the world around me.
I stood by those who stood by me. I stood up for myself. I refused to let those close to me, manipulate me...and I lost quite a few of them in the process. I found strength in places I didnt expect. I found betrayal in places I didnt expect.
You hang onto people and things...but let me tell ya...those who really are worth your time and effort are with you. You dont need to hang onto them. Yes, you may miss people...but you missed the moments you spent with them...nothing's stopping you from making new memories.
Yes, adult friendships and relationships and diet regimes suck as hell. But its better than being misty eyed, staring into nothingness.
© Z.
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