Yesterday, I surprisingly found myself browsing through old e-mails. Had it not been for Gmail’s revolutionary expansion of free mail storage, I couldn’t have saved all the significant and musty crap that’s been stuck there for a coupla years now. I figured flipping, or clicking, through old conversations would be quite fun and nostalgic at the same time. (Yeah, some important ym chats, I saved for the sake of saving. wushuuu.)
Well, I actually intended to read two conversations I had with an “old friend” of mine. It’s funny I never expected to be this stirred. It’s just that the person that I was two years ago is totally different from who I am right now, reeling from our dialogues. But I wish I was the same, or at least I still had the same dreams and the same powerful drive that kept me going.
Love could be overrated. But your dreams are yours, and it’s what you are and what you have, and what you need to survive… that’s why today I decided to once again keep an eye on my dreams.
And also, that’s why I have a new blog! Hihihi.
