Turning Pages, Starting New Stages
It's such an uncanny feeling, isn't it? I say, as the calendar sheds its last page, flipping to the next with the year stepped up. The first unsettling thought I get is that I'm a year closer to death. But as I change my dark lens of how I view the world, how I view life, I also realize that I'm a year closer to everything I wanted. The past year feels like a distant memory, a faded photograph of a girl juggling deadlines and dreams. I was a procrastinator, I got used to cramming, yet somehow, I always managed to turn in my requirements on time. I was proud, yes, but exhausted too. It's funny, how we all want to restart a year over and over. But let's take a look at what good it gives us. The experiences I had this year and the past few ones literally shaped me to who I am right now. And it makes me smile at the thought of being able to change again this year, to improve and to remove. This year, I am writing a new story. I want to set aside the chaos of last-m...
