Dramas and Traumas
Drama is no more drama in a city like this.
Say, your date tells you he will go for another girl. Even if this piece of news hit you hard, it’s just so easy to fix up 5 other dates in 30 minutes.
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Perhaps there are always too many choices available that we all ended up in frustration anyway. Everything starts too fast, goes too fast and ends too fast when we can easily jump to something new the next minute. We jump before we want to see something clearly enough.
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But what are we chasing after? The best? Or “more”?
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If being loyal is to live in traumas, will it feel better to be a bitch that fools around? I bet either way sucked.
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We are all uprooted.
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It’s just hard to know what is right for us in this life journey of trial & error and making decisions (especially wrong ones). Something strange is, we need to live long enough to know it’s wrong AGAIN.
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I imagined when I become 40 something, after all these dramas and traumas, still the Top 5 stupid things in my mind (subject to change) could be:
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1. Shit! I should have married Vincent
2. Why didn’t I go for that fucking MBA?
3. It’s too late to have kids
4. Will I be the next one to die of cancer?
5. I should be a bitch 15 years old !!
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I just can’t tell right and wrong. Perhaps in a heartless city like this, we are fast to forgive those who let us down (Perhaps it’s just because I’m too inexperienced and make too much of everything). We can soon learn to live in this bizarre way. " You jump, I jump" as in Titanic. And are we all going to become devils?
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I have lost my balance now.
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