Missing Pages
1:09:00 PMThese past few months have been... grey, for lack of a better descriptor. You may or may not have noticed that i haven't written anything for quite some time. I haven't really been able to do a lot of the things I really want to do like working out on my own time, or making embarrassing videos, or, perhaps most of all, posting on this blog.
I feel like a small gust of wind from a nearby storm has blown through the diary of my life and I've somehow missed a whole chapter of life lessons and memories. I started writing on this blog because I wanted to record the things that inspire me and teach me, but for a while I felt like I couldn't find those things or the will power to share them. I had that last blog post about my hiking field trip laying around for a month or two. And in that small amount of time I lost a lot of faith in myself, my friends, and my beliefs. I know, dramatic, right?
Well, a couple things have happened since then. I was fortunate enough to be able to meet a few of the biggest inspirations from my younger years and seeing how much they've grown and persisted really made me so happy and excited for them.
I'm home now, and being in my old room has brought back memories of things I used to love and be passionate about. Pages from my favorite fashion catalogs all over the wall and I had always loved the way the little sun rays that land on the floor make the room look so much warmer.
Thanksgiving break is a nice reminder of how lucky and privileged I am. And the simplicity of Lancaster is such a nice retreat from all the different voices of university. I forgot how quiet it is here. And how I used to love the window view from my bed.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, in light of all that has been happening in my life and the world news. I'm trying to relearn how to appreciate the simpler things. And maybe I can rediscover the strength and passion to make up for these missing pages.
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WONGFU ooo: !!!!!!!!!!!!!
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