If I were in a movie, this would be the part where I finally realize that I just have to listen to myself, and with this revelation, I’d win some sort of championship that I’ve been training my entire life for. But instead, another realization- that although change is inevitable- to hold tight onto my morals. I used to think that being predictable would be the worst character trait I could possibly have, but I see that it’s better than being empty of beliefs. This sounds like I’m preaching, and I am- to myself, because I know it’s so easy to forget, and my beliefs are the only thing that I want to keep alive, if anything.
I feel like this year was the year of disappointment, and because all of them are small relative to the world’s, it makes me sad that it’s not really a disappointment- but rather another facet of life, and that in itself makes me sad. __ tells me I need to keep going- to just bulldoze through, but I don’t want to be immune to small disappointments- I still want to feel something when I read the news or watch the television. but does that mean I’m wasting my life dwelling on thinking about the trivial? what does this mean I don’t know.