They say writing is a form of meditation. A form I’ve been neglecting for years, and I can feel my composition skill has gone awkward. I used to get motivated everytime I pen an entry as I let out my mind’s content and coach myself out of the hunting thoughts. But I stopped at one point, maybe being too comfortable in my own circle. I stopped being my own coach, I neglected my responsibilities and just plain ignorant. Not keeping a journal must be one of future regrets.
Well, life has been beautiful in its own way. I've been capturing photo memories, and I wish I’m a painter for that to relive the beautiful scenes I’ve seen. I wish I still have the privilege of owning my late nikon D60 to capture the beautiful moments of life. I wish I still have my other things too. But, I’ll take all those lost as expensive life lesson to appreciate and value what I have in life. Materials are always replaceable. Lessons are priceless.
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