Our reflection could give us a hold of our past. It can give us a better understanding of our present. And without our present we can never get hold of our future.
It’s the start of the semester’s break. It’s a break from all the school works and activities that definitely used up most of my energy. It’s time for a break. It’s time for a rest. But how much rest do I need to regain myself when it seems like a break is not what I need but a continuation? A short rhapsody.
It’s like I’m just sitting here in front of my computer, listening to Lifehouse and Miley Cyrus’ old songs, drinking hot chocolate and eating my cream-filled donut. Like some ordinary rainy afternoon after spending so much time fixing my internet connection. I missed school, I thought. Ten hours ago, I was watching a supposed old anime film (Samurai X: Reflection) that I had downloaded last summer but only got the courage to watch today. I don’t know but it was a spontaneous decision I made to watch. It was sad but I had known already that it will just bring lumps of sadness again to my already lonely heart.
Perhaps, I was hoping to feel sadness. I want to feel that lonesome feeling of having to see great and beautiful memories that after all those times, I will still end up sitting here writing poignant words just to convey how happy and sad those times were.
Now, the music seemed to have turned to a a cheerful beat and it appears like the air took its toll of joy. However, deep inside that song have its own melancholic story of my past childhood that have almost gone astray.
This is certainly an ordinary afternoon. Nothing special. Just an ordinary afternoon where the sky is gray and my drink is cold enough for me to drink it without hesitation. Days passed and indeed the sky’s still the same… blue when the heaven’s are happy, gray when the world is sad…
