So a new semester starts in less than two weeks time from here. No big deal. Been here, done that.
But what have I got to show for it? I have neither disappointment in the ending of the holidays, nor do I have excitement towards a so-called new start. I cannot even define my true feelings towards this. It's simply a blur of fear of the unknown future, and yet I feel no fear towards moving on to the inevitable future. Maybe I have grown weary of trying to slow the future down, or that I have understood thatt moving forward is all that is to be done.
Uncertainty clouds the future ahead, and steadily, we trudge on.
Thinking back, there was a time when I got excited by this element of uncertainty. It once inspired me to put all my heart and soul into charging towards it with everything I had.
I cannot say that I am sure of my capability of putting that much passion and inspiration, but I am ceratin about one thing.
I can only keep moving forward, and I will put everything I have got to the best of my judgement to the test.
Past, present, future. The flow of passage is unstoppable.
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