random thoughts now.will just type them down.
isn't it funny how one feels when they've stepped into a world completely alien to them?if they do stay long enough,they'll get the hang of it,and they'll
go with the flow.yet.looking back at their old world,they'll feel like they left it far far away,worse still,if it changes.it's like.you're stuck between two world where you're not familiar,yet not unfamiliar with.the feeling is one of uncertainty,one of hesitation.you don't know whether to go forward and take big steps,or to look back and try to retrace.the best choice would of course to go forward,but for those who are sentimental and try to hand on to the past..the decision would definitely be tougher.why do memories seem to change everytime we look back upon them?reflections are good,to a certain extent,but i wouldn't wanna look back too often,only to realise that,everything in that seemingly safe and secure world has changed,has changed unrecognisably.that isn't one of the risks i'm willing to take.not now.
too tired to think further,about this issue and the other one swimming around in my head.i guess i'll just throw both away.
byebye.
