Moving On

Moving on, it's something everyone must do from time to time. I hate to think about moving on, because it means something has ended. It means I have to admit something failed. However, I want to always believe that moving on is possible. I always want to have the hope that there is a clear future ahead. So, I guess I must move on.

Failure

Ok, I'm starting with a generalization/ assumption. Nobody likes to fail. I sure don't. However, sometimes it's unavoidable. Sometimes failure is something that must be accepted. But when you try so hard, why does failure have to be the only solution? I have failed and failed time and time again. It doesn't get any easier, but why does it have to be this way?

Memories

Why do some memories have to hurt so much? Why do good memories have to hurt the worst? As think of certain "happy" moments in my past, I feel this pain inside. It's like it hurts to think that something good happened, because I know it won't happen again. When I think of some things in the past, they were fantastic times, but they no longer exist. It pains me to remember that these moments are unlikely to occur again. I wish they could always occur, but these are only memories. They are memories that I must forget.

Alone

I'm scared of being alone forever. I am not used to feeling alone. It was something that never bothered me, but then all of a sudden I feel so alone. I feel like I have just realized how alone in the world I am. The world is so vast. There are so many people out there, and yet so many people are alone. Why do things have to be this way? Why are so many people strangers? Why does anyone have to be alone?

Truth

How do you know if something is true? Everybody lies. I'm not just trying to mimic House. Everybody has some grievance with another person, but why must it all be lies. If you know a person lies, how do you know that they are not lying to you? I'm not trying to say all people are bad, but how do you know if something is true or not. How do you know that you are not the one that is hated or lied to? I value the truth and find it very important in everyday life. I wonder what the world would be like if people could only say the truth.

Onward

I must move forward. I cannot never go back. I must live in the present and the future not the past.

Well, what is there to say?

I started this blog without the hopes of much of anything. There truly isn't a point to this. This will easily become the simply rambling of one random person.

Anyways, how can one moment in time be so perfect yet so fleeting? Why is it that everything has to return to reality? As I have discovered this weekend, nothing good ever lasts. An awesome moment can easily become nothing more than a memory that is sure not to repeat itself. As I accept this painful realization, I bring myself back to the world of reality and work. Hopefully these great moments can be numerous in quantity if they cannot be infinite.