You know the times when we talk about our secondary school experiences. The way we talk about it as the past, as though unassociated to the present. We know the present to be life, something real and tangible, yet we perceive the past as a memory, like a dream once had. What they call as seasons in life makes it feel as though life was written in chapters, with clear distinctions in between marked by a clear title head. Would the perception of life differ if we view it as a continuous flow or when compartmentalized? I wonder of the current present that feels so real at the moment, the friends and family the joy and troubles...
...how would we see it, describe it, remember it, as we move on to our next phase.
Labels: life, thoughts
Darren Nico Pillai