我背你走到最後能不能别想太多

i think it's strange to see how people cling to the past and hope for the future. i realised a while ago that if you lived life while all the time thinking back to how good the life was in the past, then it would be rather unfortunate. i suppose it's alright for one to have good memories and to feel nostalgic, but to attempt actively to recapture the so-called "past glories" is to simply give in to the idea that life won't ever get better and that you are better off trying to live off old memories than make new ones.

without delving into any kind of discussion on memories (way too much of that on this blog anyways), i just feel like saying that i like where i am now. that's not to say i don't miss some of the simpler days of the past, but i wouldn't want to be that person again. i think for once in my life, i can say that i actually like who i am, that i wouldn't mind being myself. but then again this post isn't about myself, it's about people stuck in the past.

but i forget what it is i mean to stay. was i meaning to say how much these people are pathetic? that's unlikely. did i want to say how i used to be someone like that? i suppose i was, but i guess not as much as most. so what is it i wanted to say? maybe just that i wished people would all just move on, decide what it is they want with their lives right now, and go get it. of course, one could say that he/she wanted to just remain in the past, but i suppose that's one choice i'd rather people not make.

just one last thing. i realise that who i am now, and the person i kind of want to be, will always be a little lonely looking at all the untested opportunities. but we all have to choose eventually, and i'd prefer to be decisive.