As we come to the end of this series of such is life journals. What a journey it has been thus far. Many lessons learnt, many new beginning, many unrealised needed endings. I hope in the midst of the chaos and fragmented writings you found a thin line of progress and hope. Within the fogginess of this life your vision is clear and precise. Embrace your beautiful journey, even the darkest of times, especially the darkest of times. Those are often the most critical moments in which you are shaped and moulded into who you are.
On the topic of sentiments.
And yes, I have been called a man of sentiments, and I do view myself as one. More previously than as of recent. This could be viewed as a positive or negative trait depending on your perspective. As we know, most of this thing called life is perspective.
And so my friends, as we approach the ending this momentous year, give it to the water, let them go, let it go. Delete it, throw it away. Clear your space, clear your mind. End it, start it. Deep within, you already know what you must do, don't let FOMO cloud your judgement. Take that leap, swim back to shore. Do what you must to regain yourself once more. Cleanse your whole being, wash yourself clean of the past, step into your present, as this often fuels your future. And your future is bright my friend. All that the world has to offer is waiting for you to step into it.
Until next time my friends...