It is those moments we miss that we remember the most. The ‘what ifs’ and the ‘maybes’ are those that we always look back on and imagine how life would have been different.
Some go right, others go left, occasionally some don’t move at all.
All the things that could have been said, none of them matter, they remained unspoken until too much time had passed.
We sabotage ourselves.
If you’re looking for the opportune moment, that means you missed it.
Do you ever just type? For no other reason than it just feels right?
So many new faces in so many familiar places, and still one by one they leave, I doubt I will ever cross paths with them again. It leaves me wondering, who they were, what they do, are they happy and living life the way the desired or are they not?
Life is full of questions. I enjoy it so.
Each individual moment is what give life its meaning, good, bad or indifferent. What does it mean? Nothing. It is only a moment, a moment that will never happen again.