You know, something i’m really glad for now is how I can look back and remember the past and not feel sad anymore.
Instead I smile, I laugh, giggle to myself like I did as I was walking alone like some delusional lunatic.
I can’t believe those memories happened. It’s like a dream. But knowing that they did makes me feel so, so happy.
It doesn’t feel like it matters anymore. How nothing really exists in the present, and how I’m not guaranteed of anything even in the future. I shouldn’t let these things taint the treasure that I can hold in my hands.
But I can’t dwell in it too much either. I’m not living in the past.
That’s another matter.
For now, I just want it to be able to be something I can feel happy about every once in a while.