I ave taken a lil of my time just to write. To write what has been on my mind lately. As current, my mind's a jumble and it's not a pretty sight. L st year was a fulfillment of sorts. I achieved many things and done so quite lavishly with few friends and families to whom I care most. Nonetheless, it'll be a lie if I were to say I didn't fail at anything. As such did I make much accom lishments, I too have many regrets and foundering moments that I wish I could change or make better. Su posedly, I should have tried more, worked harder, pushed myself to the limit. But I couldn't. Better et, I didn't. I wouldn't. I couldn't lie to myself that I knew. I k ew it all along. It wasn't that they were impossible. I mad them impossible. Now it was too late. The deeds were done. And the year has passed. I kne it was no use regretting but it still felt sore. Now a new year has begun. New resolutions? Should I? I don't reall see the point. I didn't really achieve last year's resolutions. Why now? Seems like a waste. How ver, a part of me is still holding on, I guess. Holding on to the thread that I may attain my goals, my dreams that I've regretted unable to secure before. "New year, new me!" they always say. And m ybe, just maybe, I'll do so too.
Sincerely with utte respect,