I always thought that keeping a level and calm head can help clear up situations with people, regardless of the matter. And I always preferred to think my way through my troubles and problems. So why is it that the one time I should expect to use a clear mind, it ends up being the thing that hurts the one person who I have ever cared about for so much and let her think that I don't care at all? 

People always think that huge events in life shape us to be who we become. But how often do these things happen anyway? And how do they shape us into our future person?

Of course, that is not to say some personal tragedy or large scale event would not count. They DO change things in people that is certain. But for the everyday things that happen, shouldn't it be the little things then?

It is after a period of time, before we realise that the things that we done, and the things that we experience are the main things that do shape us for time to come. I can already picture myself meeting my past. Not when I was a little kid, but rather, something simple like a year ago. Change is the only constant, that I believe in and that is something to be acknowledged and for some people, to be cherished.

I can honestly say that I know I've changed. For the better or for the worse is still debatable. But I do know that I would like to remember who I was before, and be the mix between the past and the present. What better way to move forward into the future no?

I don't believe that I will ever be updating this space ever again. Most of the things that happen in my life, I tend to keep to myself though for the people I do really consider a friend, they will know straight away. It's not because I don't trust people, or that I believe that this blog is not enough or all the myriad reasons you can think of. It's just not in me to showcase to the world what I'm feeling or what I think about something.

Maybe someday I will find a reason to blog or that I might want to. But now, life will go on day by day, and I won't see the need to let the world know what I did. And lastly, for the people I have let down, I can only say I am sorry. There is no excuse or reason that I can explain for some things I do. Though no man is an island, I can only feel cut away from the rest of the mainland. One day, I may start work on the bridge, but, things will have to be sorted out first.

Goodbye.