Delicate Fluff (not so)

As a child, learning new things used to be fun, exciting and rewarding. As we grow up, we are very much more selective in the things that we consume, listen to and surround ourselves with. We become skeptical with so many things. Being overload with information most of the time could be one of the main reasons to that. Worst of all, unreliable information we overheard and picked up from the atmosphere. It is as if this world, this life, this air that we are breathing is unrecognisable; thick, smoke-like, blurring our vision to what's in front of our eyes. I hate to say that it can get really tiring trying to reach out to a person's heart across the thick barrier that they have built upon our first salutation. Perhaps I am one of such character as well, in order to tell one. It's a shame that the strangers-friends-acquaintances-strangers cycle is an inevitable ride some relationships partake but I guess at certain points, the right ones hopefully, a change of air, a much needed breather, a break, a reset-button miracle could set things in place again and we could then, restart. Restart: one word I have come across many times recently. It talks about how restarting isn't a bad thing, it's not laborious, time-consuming nor unnecessary. Instead, we should feel honoured to be endowed with the privilege to do so. For me, this year has been a great year of restarting, for real. One solid, ground-breaking culmination of a seed so hungry for a better state and living condition and just yearning to grow up and out of the quicksand it was constantly sowed in. Now, slowly but surely, its strong roots are growing deep into the earth, leaving its footprints subtly but more importantly, a provider of reliable support systems for the generations to come and branches reaching high into the sky, a living evidence for the other seedlings to look forward to a journey filled with mystery and happiness so abundantly given all they have to do is to extend their peripheries and receive. Love, as complicated and intangible a subject as it may seem, is not something we need to ask for. This simple truth, fundamental yet hardly understood by many. The important things in life, there aren't many. Lose a couple of them for long enough and you will end up with scar tissues that numb you from within. Hence, we ought to be graceful in every extension of ourselves. It's okay to try and fail, and keep trying. #rambles

Sometimes I wish we could be strangers

So I didn't have to know your pain

But if I kept myself from danger

This emptiness would feel the same

No Angel - Birdy