Lost Being InveterateIt's been a very long while since my last post. Having more than five weeks lag is no joke for an inveterate being like me. Well, it's really sad realizing a lot of things, metamorphosing the little kindness and warm heart that I still have. It seems like my silence has been enough to lose the deep-rooted and of long standing being that was in me.
On one hand, I am thankful for the sense of practicality, intuition and strength that the 'cause to this shift in personality and sensibility' has brought me. For I am no longer the weak type (I hope) who could quickly ruin every foundation built. Clinging is now at ease and dependence flipped to the other side. Thank God for the gift of adaptation.
But I miss everything about it. I miss being sentimental. I will surely miss the moments of contemplation and reminiscing. Argh.
In essence, I don't think I have lost anything. I am still patient and reflective 'though. Or maybe, it's not really me that concerns these but my friends who are already detaching themselves from me. =(
