It's been such a long time since I've written a letter to anyone, maybe since having penpals in 4th grade. So much has changed since then, writing letters again is almost a foreign feeling. Nostalgia is really such a bitch. It's a love hate thing. I love the memories and warmth of the past. The world just felt nicer, problems smaller, and emotions more real. Everything now feels worse by comparison. Life is alittle colder a lot lonelier, problems are more serious, more important. Damned be the curse of growing up and being responsible. When did it all change? I can't really remember. Is it a product of my own actions? Probably.

I know it's not productive to whine about the present and try to go back to the past, but sometimes it is nice reminisce and marinate in the feelings. Nice to imagine what could have been.

No point dwelling to long on the past though when we're living in the present. No matter who's fault it was that we arrived where we are, it is our responsibility to keep moving forwards and make progress to whatever's next. (Cough Easier said than done.Cough)

Ponderingly,
Uomai

Hello there, This is a test of the yapping section for my website where I'll talk about abunch of random stuff on my mind. It could be new media I'm intereseted in, a rant I've been holding in my head, or just meaningless yapping all the way down.