Last November I got so many problems. Start from university life, friendship and even love story which fucked me up. But throughout the time I learn how to give more, I learn how to sacrifice and I learn how to calm myself down , eventho I don’t end up with what I want. Obviously that’s not how life works. I don’t get what I want. But sometimes I end up finding what I need, and I feel like Universe knows what I need more than what I want. Life is too complicated (yeah, I do agree).
The second week of December has come and I'm still asking myself what have I done for the rest 11 months? I oftenly been living life happy and content, but then suddenly life slaps me in the face with something unexpected. It feels like problems are never ending story, they just change form and it make life seems so hard.
Now, I have come to the simple, to the conclusion that time moves too quick, made me realize that life is very short. Life is so short that I must follow my dreams. That I must kiss the person I love. That I must say hello to strangers. That I must forgive people who hurt me. Leave my friends and family with hugs and kisses instead of just saying goodbyes. I should look at the sky. gaze at the stars and count it too. Call my mother and old friends. Dance the night away till my feet give up. Say I love you to the one that I love. Enjoy the little things before it’s too late. Before it’s too late to enjoy life.
