I sit and I stare at the wall in front of me, unsure of what was going through my mind at that exact moment, unsure where it is leading, unsure what or why it was there loitering in my mind in the first place. Despite all the confusions, it lingers on. Life is so much different from what is used to be. Shocking time lapse of change in such a short period of time, life seems to be moving forward in such a pace that stopping for a breather or two seems almost impossible.

At least I am staring at a wall that I could decorate with things that I love now, with a comparison on a big window but only to be blocked by a tall ledge of fence before. Looking to my left is a view of the greeneries on the outside, with a much bigger window that is operable with ease. Then a glance on my right, a double closet with mirrors on its exterior, making the room look much bigger than it already is. Waking up to random noises going on around the house, familiar music playing at different times, chirpy clatters going about gleefully, this feels more like a home than what it used to be. We always settle for what was best at the point of time, til we get the chance to have an experience of something better. This, was definitely worth the amount of silly stressful days that I used to have back then.

Define stress.

Maybe a little queasy in the heart and a mind that is always filled with questions on how things could be done as perfect as it could be. Time will always be the biggest enemy and there is no way in turning back time, nor chasing after it even if one desperately needs it. Some would say time is priceless, and some would agree that it is ridiculous to be using unnecessary money on time, simply because time is not something that needs to be paid for.. time moves on with or without us. Time doesn't wait for anyone, or anything.

What about sacrifices..?

What should be the priority, when everything seems to be bundled up in a ball of rubber bands, and the only way to take it apart, is by unravelling them one at a time. Even with a crumpled piece of paper, there is a starting point somewhere. To end something, is to begin somewhere. Looking at how complicated the mess is, one would just give in almost immediately without even giving it a thought or two. Others would stare at it, and plot for ideas and plans on how to solve it in the most systematic and conventional way possible. Some, would immediately dig into it, and figure out how it goes along the way. There is no telling who is wrong, and who is right. Everyone has got their own capabilities, and differences in skills, everyone will succeed at their own given rates.

It's a whole different approach; mind blown.