Everything has changed unstoppably and vigorously.
They are now changing too.
I am part of the everything.
I am now changing too.
Sometimes when I sink into contemplation,
I will ponder over this thing,
ponder over the change that has taken place and transformed me into a totally different person.
Changing is an indefinable and uncertain process,
you never know it's good or bad.
And at some point and at some time,
part of me finds the change that has struck me is scary and dreadful and even nauseous.
I don't know how to explain this sudden feeling.
It's not like I am not satisfied with the change,
but mostly because I have changed too enormously in these few years,
enormously enough to make me sick.
Deep down I know,
everyone has to change,
as this is the side effect of growing up and becoming mature,
but it's not easy to embrace the change that happened
academically, physically, mentally, emotionally, psychologically, in every way.
I'm just overthinking,
don't take it too serious.
Cleaned my room today,
love the cleanliness of my room.
I did it because partly it's dirty enough to irritate me
and mostly new year is approaching.
HOOOOOORAYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
Friends,
don't hesitate to find me if you wanna have a little chat with me.
I am not that kind of friends who tend to text first,
because I am afraid of bothering people.
But I am that kind of friends that you text me first and I can have a long and detailed chat with you.
I sort of wanna know how every of my friends has been doing,
frankly.