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Nowadays I am restless. I guess I’m back where I’m looking for my niche in the world. Two years or so have passed since I’ve been earning my keep. But really, I haven’t saved anything yet. Kinda sad, really.
It’s funny how I used to think like this and I’m back at the same point. I wonder if I really grew up in that span of time. Thinking about the future gives me the goosebumps. I’m scared but I know I gotta face the world.
I think about many things at the present. Things about my past especially. Where are my friends from back then? I usually ask myself what do I do with my life. I feel that I’ve lost contact to the people I hold dear. Maybe I changed. People changed. I really don’t know the reason but I can’t point fingers. Am I happy? I really don’t know. I think not but I have no complaints. Maybe I want something more but I don’t see beyond what I have now. Just semantics, really, but it takes much of my time during the day.
The world just keeps on turning and every I grow older. I’m not sure how to deal with this passing of time but I do hope I’m not wasting my youth. I want to go to many places and meet different people. I want to have new experiences but I am hindered by my circumstance as of yet.
Actually, I really don’t know what’s my point in making this entry. Only that I want to say that I have discontent in my life now and that I’m confused as to what I should make of life. Now I realize my entries (even the deleted posts before) are full of cliches but I can’t seem to be rid of them. My life is a cliche and I wonder how to make it interesting. Still, I can’t move because I don’t know.
This year, I have to urge myself again and persuade my mind to move despite not knowing where I’m headed. I have to. I’ll rot if I don’t make a move. If my life were a chess game, not moving would me I would never progress. I know there’s the possibiliy of winning… or losing in the game but I also know that I’d have to beging all over again.
What’s my point? I don’t know really. You think about it… or not.
