I was reading another blog and suddenly thought about mine and how long it has been since I’ve written something. I opened it and found this unfinished post:
“What to say about the past decade?
It brought me new love, a daughter, a few jobs, laughter…
But also sadness, madness, anger, desillusions, tears…
I guess this applies to almost everyone…
What to say about the new decade?
I have no expectations or maybe, just maybe I don’t want to define any…
It doesn’t seem to work that way”
For some reason, at the time, probably around January 1st, I didn’t feel like going on. No idea why…
And then days, weeks, months passed… And today I feel like writing something.
Maybe on expectations: I don’t expect anything, not out of a pessimistic view on life. Expectations tend to be made on long term and I just want to live in this moment. I can expect a lot, but most of the time there is disappointment. So, I don’t expect anything, live in the moment and enjoy it.
And that’s what this not so new year and decade mean for me: live in the moment and enjoy it.
te extrañaba tanto..
Gracias…