The hiatus, the stagnant period is over. I’m still treading on water, carefully, gingerly, but I keep walking alright. It’s been a looooong 6 months, but I am ready to move on. The other night, when I was watching Jamie Oliver show on TV, it was like the enlightening moment. When I saw the food, the pictures, I was reminded of all the things that I was passionate about. I had forgotten all those things, to make room for something else. And at that certain moment, I found again what I’ve been missing, without realizing that it had been slipping through my fingers all this time.
Little enlightening moments, that’s all we need to remind us that life is worth living. (Except when you’re too suicidal to think straight, but that’s another matter. Just making use of the good mood.)
So I guess this is a new chapter for me, literally. I don’t like the cliche, but cliches won’t be cliches if they weren’t tested and true. I am ready to embark on my old life that I miss so much, although time-wise I move forward to the unrevealed future. (Oh, let me reconnect with things I once enjoyed, the future can unfurl itself without my tampering. And cliches be damned.)
Yes, I will be alone. Yes, it is rather daunting. But it will be my life, and I am the one calling the shots.
