Things will never be the same again, well they never are. But the changes this time around are harder to adjust to. This might be because; these changes are more permanent in nature. Or maybe because the people involved matter so much.
I can’t fight the change nor can I change the change. In fact there are aspects of these changes that I don’t want to change for they might be for the best. Who am I to judge? with my biases and selfishness…
All I (why does “I” have to be caps, why so much importance?) want to do is create archive of memories, which I can browse thorough. An archive which will keep me going… Is that too much to ask for? Maybe not, but then again; what if this archive I want to create leads to their discomfort. Then I don’t want to collect these memories, for every time I look back,, they would be tainted with their discomfort.
So is there no way I can make a collage that I want to hold close to my heart, without having to paste the pictures with the pain (for the lack of a better word) of those who make these memories complete..
Why do end up asking for too much?
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