Lina Pilgrim

I just had a thought...

It's only a day left til August begins. My birthday is in the middle of August. It has already gone a year since my first birthday in my new apartment. The time seems like it just flew by. 

This year feels like one of the shortest of my life, but at the same time, like I've accomplished more than usual. I think about how it must be because of how little I've needed to struggle. But that isn't  right either. I've gone through the worst thing in my life this year... I think. It's hard to be sure about something like that. 

It scares me a little though. Does time really go this fast when you are enjoying yourself? Having it good all the time would result in a short life? No, the perception of a short life. 

I somehow feel like I am a hundred years old, but at the same time, just an eager kid waiting to experience more and more and more. I've always felt like I've waited for something, but that emotion isn't as strong anymore. I still have a part of me that is waiting, but everybody else with hopes and dreams have it too. 

Living to experience, and experience to be living. Living to love, and love to be living. That is all... really. If emotions is what life is all about, then maybe it isn't such a bad thing to dream so much, when it makes you feel as if it is reality. 

 Maybe, this is how it is supposed to be. That is what I've been thinking the most lately. Birth, joy, sadness, love, experience, breathing, seeing, hearing, feeling, crying, and dying. It is neither sad or hopeless. It just is what it is. 

.~*Azylhimn*~.