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The yesterdays are blurred together now, a huge mass of memory with vivid moments of clarity.
Today is fresh and new, but also heavy and dark, tainted with sadness and pain. Filled with the struggle of living, the hurt of being alive.
The tomorrows are mysterious and unknown, exciting yet terrifying, so full of possibility, but also of failure. Stained with loss. Harsh and undecided; the tomorrows are numbered.
I look back at the past with a sense of great sadness and loss, but those happy years fill me with love, hope and a yearning so strong that it almost breaks me apart.
I live Today halfheartedly, never quite all there. A shadow: half a person. Incomplete.
I look forward to the tomorrows, with apprehension and anticipation, dread and hope. I know there will be few happy tomorrows, but I still wait for the scarce moments of joy. The fleeting moments of fulfillment are worth more than words can capture.
Sometimes it feels as though everything is one, blended together in a unique exotic mixture. I relive my past, never quite learning from my mistakes. The pain is still raw, even today. I catch glimpses of the future, the overwhelming number of endless outcomes - wishes fulfilled, dreams destroyed.
And I understand: this is life.
Today is fresh and new, but also heavy and dark, tainted with sadness and pain. Filled with the struggle of living, the hurt of being alive.
The tomorrows are mysterious and unknown, exciting yet terrifying, so full of possibility, but also of failure. Stained with loss. Harsh and undecided; the tomorrows are numbered.
I look back at the past with a sense of great sadness and loss, but those happy years fill me with love, hope and a yearning so strong that it almost breaks me apart.
I live Today halfheartedly, never quite all there. A shadow: half a person. Incomplete.
I look forward to the tomorrows, with apprehension and anticipation, dread and hope. I know there will be few happy tomorrows, but I still wait for the scarce moments of joy. The fleeting moments of fulfillment are worth more than words can capture.
Sometimes it feels as though everything is one, blended together in a unique exotic mixture. I relive my past, never quite learning from my mistakes. The pain is still raw, even today. I catch glimpses of the future, the overwhelming number of endless outcomes - wishes fulfilled, dreams destroyed.
And I understand: this is life.