Monday, 2 December 2024

Time marches forward

 I've been thinking about time a lot recently, I've noticed that time just keeps getting quicker and quicker, and it's beginning to scare me. Like just the other day I got a notification from my Google Photos that its already been a year since my first trip to Japan. And what I thought about wasn't how much I enjoyed it, even though I did, or how I wish I was there right now. You know the normal sort of reaction to remembering a good trip. What I thought about is how that trip was the centre of my world last year. How going to Japan, and by extension discovering my love for Kyoani and anime is already in the past. Just gone. That period of time when I worked every day and the only light and the end of the tunnel of my laptop screen watching anime every night. All my worries, fears, thoughts, feelings, and aspirations are now gone. It's all in the past now. And a sense of nostalgia and melancholy came over me. Did I really miss that period of my life? But that can't be true, I hated it. What led me to fall into anime and this blog was my depression and fear for the future. I didn't talk to anyone outside a select few, I never went out, and all I had was my anime and that Japan trip. But I guess that whatever time does, I wash away all the crap parts and leave a pristine version of the past. Condensing it down into bite-sized chunks without the long boring stuff. 

To me right now what I think of as a small section of my life, was probably one of the most transformative and in-depth parts of my life. All I think about now is how I quit university, discovered anime, went to Japan, and the boom University. But it wasn't just that. It was much longer, harder, and worth more than a five-second thought. I'm very fortunate to have this blog as a record of my life, that's the reason I first created it. I didn't want to forget these important parts of my life. I don't want to forget every little moment that led me to who I am today.

Even this year is in the same boat. I remember writing my melancholy of life and I am here yesterday, and its been over six months since I posted them! 

All I can say is this, time keeps marching forward. We can't stop it, and we tend to forget or gloss over the past because of it. But we have to remember the past, and how we got here today. 

See ya

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