Author’s Note: This post was written two weeks ago. I really like this one – it had too much emotions. I know that writing NOT in the spur of the moment leaves the content emotionless, but I do hope you extract some from this because I used LOTS in writing this. Matter of fact, I used my Chinese Math teacher’s (kuracha) period here which is a hard thing to do, by the way. (Don’t wanna get caught! That would tarnish my goody-good girl impression while in the Chinese instruction. You know very well what I mean because I’ve mentioned it before, right? LOL). Refer to the other post here called “Of Time, Chances and Enemies”.
Here we go again…
… of time, chances and enemies.
Time wants to be friends with me, I learned. He probably saw my blog post and decided I was good enough. In fact, I think he’s been obsessed with me since. Why? He’s been tugging along with my every move, entering my life and pushing away even my closest of friends. Honestly, I don’t like it when he does that. When Time and I talk, though, he keeps on telling me recounts of the past. Now, there’s nothing wrong with that, really. There’s nothing wrong with Time moving backward – not at all!
That statement was an epiphany. And that epiphany made me like moving backward. Now I’m obsessed and possessed. I don’t know if I want to stick to the present and at the same time elope with Time to the past. But if I do so, the chances of me living my ideal me would leave me. Then the only enemy I would have would be I. I don’t know what to do. If I let go of Time, things would be the same as it was back then but he would be the enemy. Tell you what, I’ve had enough enemies for a year.
Now I’m pondering, would Time really regard me as an enemy?
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