Liveliness

I cut my hair today. Those long and restless hairs are no longer useful to me. I felt like a new born person again. It felt like something heavy on your hair just dropped off as you cut them. Those long hairs, I would say I love them, so much. God knows how much I loved them. But then, they are like poisons in the sugar, rivers hoarding treasures. Too many sweet and bitter memories stuck there. Those hairs made me realize just how long I had survived since the 'tough' year. Those hairs were holding me back, haunting me like an unstoppable moving film strip, flashing every single thing I have done in the past. I'm a new person now. Those duration had come to its inevitable end. I'm stepping to a new phase. I'm not looking back. People called it turn into a new leaf but I called it stepping into a new phase of life. Dear past, thank you. You taught me a lot and you made me for what I am now. Yes, I won't deny I have lots and lots of regrets in this life even though I wish I don't regret them. Those were glitters on my drawing. I took them as experience. They were like something precious, much more precious then gold and diamond, they were priceless. You might have Infinity dollars but you can't buy experience. Money, they are prominent part in our life but nevertheless they can't buy few things. They can't buy real friend, dead soul, experience, gentle touch from the parents, etc. Dear future, for now you are like a bright flash that I couldn't see what is inside. You are uncertain, you are anonymous. What ever it is, please be nice to me. I want to be happy and live my life like I'm supposed to. I'm tired with the man-made system, people's ignorance, wild people, rude people, intolerant people, pointless doctrine,etc. Dear present, let's be patient. You'll indulge a cup of ice-cream later. Don't break down now. We have come this far and I know those bumpy and frictional roads has its final ends unless the path is in the circle shape. Nope, if the road is in the circle shape, don't take it. You'll end up living wearing a masquerade. life isn't just about being free. what's the point of being totally free when your soul are aching for the simple answer and truth? Who creates us? Why are we here? In the end, we are never really free.