Over the years I have lost track of a lot of things.
I was so caught up with my next step, the next goal, the next target – my future – that I have neglected one of the most important things in life.
These people helped and supported me through everything – my success, my failures, my adventures, and through my stupidity and odd choices.
For the past months after quitting my corporate job, countless times I had laid in bed thinking of the past – about the time I had my first music recital, shouting and clapping with the pep squad, weekend drills during my cadet training years, taking silly photos of my schoolmates, urban exploration at night with my college friends, my first climb while wearing flip flops, winning the Singing Bee Competition, my failed Highschool band (haha), and many more – and how there was always a common denominator. I have shared these moments with not just ordinary people but with my friends.
2018 will be all about reestablishing with lost connections but not only over the internet.
This new year, I will be making an effort to reconnect with most of my colleagues and friends from High School and College personally.
Let it be known that this is my new year’s resolution.
I will overcome my anxiety and meet with the people I have spent a quarter to a half of my life with, especially with those who had supported me through the dark times.
At the start of this month to be honest, I thought that it would be about the travel but as I thought about it more, subconciously, when I booked those plane tickets that it was more than that. Those destinations are where most of the people I know are from or currently staying. It was simply not just about the travel, it was something more. It had a purpose.
After 5 years of being away, I’m coming back. And I hope against all odds that there is something to come back to.