..or 2 years, 8 months, 14 days.
Gosh, I broke my own commitment to post at least once a month to once a year, then it turns out to post at least once in whenever I feel like doing it, lol. Maybe the longest strike of me-not-posting-whatsoever in here that I've never imagine before. You must be dead in boredom, bloogy. Did you? Have you been well?
People do really change, better or worse, and it's valid.
So, I'm still here, well alive.
Just finished with family stuff because it's Eid Al Fitr Day in COVID-19 Pandemic. Never been in travel (I mean, my kind of travelling) for more than 1.5 years and I think I'm getting lost.
You know I spent some time when I tried to recall "Dude, what account that I used to login into this blog?"
Some minutes after, I spent to read my old-random-and-not-necessary writings.
And yes, all memories seems to burst in front of me. And yes, I think, my absence for the past 2 years++ is something that I should not do.
Watching me grow through my old post is shameful but at the same time, hmm... proud (?)
Well, now I can conclude my old-self as :
- Ms. Know-It-All, or
- Ms. Confide-between-the-lines, or
- Ms. Someone-who-needs-a-place-to-tell-stories-but-doesn't-know-where-and too-shameful-to-did-it
- Ms. Still-trying-to-encourage-herself-for-shits-happened
But behind all of it, it's surprising enough that my past writings actually gives me enlightenment about what happened to me currently. Let's say I have an issue, then I re-read my old post, and I feel like I've been advised by myself in the past -lol what's this, am I trying to call myself psychic or what.
Anyway, it's been fun enough to catching up with you (although my writing is still worth enough to warn by Grammarnazi). I hope that I can recall myself once again, like I said earlier, I think I'm getting lost, lol.
p.s. Hope this pandemic will be over soon, I feel like I wanna grab my backpack and run off to cross out my bucket list
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