i overestimated myself.
maybe i just cannot handle whatever life's throwing at me.
or maybe i can, just that i choose not to.
because i just simply refuse to conform to the method that's required of me.
because i just stubbornly refuse to.
not a very long time ago i thought i couldn't.
then i realised its not a matter whether i can or not.
but whether i'm willing to.
whether i'm willing to accept the change and
whether i even bother making the effort.
and when i thought it through
i got through the entire phase effortlessly.
conscious effort was redundant and not required.
i surprised myself.
someone told me this a long time ago.
how could u have been so right.
is life really like that?
Recording Fragmented Memories
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