If you're reading this now, then good for you! You survived another year. *applause**applause*
So how's the past year been? Has it been good to you? I sure hope it did.
So what's new with you? Did you push thru with your plan or is it still a plan up until now. Or did you finally decide to make a detour? If you did, how was it? Any new places you've been to? I desperately wish you did. Share me a couple of newsworthy moments.
By the way, how're your stories? Did you finish any of the ones you started? How many stories have you finished since then?
Your checklists. Look at it right now and tell me how many did you get to cross off. I swear, I'm gonna crawl through time and space just to strangle you to death if you didn't get to do at least one of them. Mark my words.
What about the book that you've been reading? The Night Train to Lisbon. While I'm writing this letter, you were still on the first few chapters and yet it has already brought you to a new point of view. What happened when you finished it? Was it life changing for you or did you forget about it already. Let me remind you a few lines from the book that somehow haunted you back then:
"Gregorius turned around and walked slowly toward Kirchenfeldbrucke. When the bridge came into view, he had the amazing feeling, both upsetting and liberating, that, at the age of fifty-seven, he was about to take his life into his own hands for the first time."
"Ever since this morning I've been feeling that I'd like to make something different out of my life. That I don't want to be your Mundus anymore. I have no idea what the new one will be. But I can't put it off anymore. That is, my time is running out and there may not be much more of it left."
"What else? Was this what came from thoughts of time running out and death: that all of a sudden you didn't know anymore what you wanted? That you didn't know your own will anymore? That you lost the obvious familiarity with your own wishes? And in this way became strange and a problem to yourself?"
Now, do you remember? What did you feel? Was it the same as what you felt when you first read these lines? Or did something happen that made you feel differently now? Was it better or was it worse? What did you do about it?
*sigh* I do wish you all the luck that the universe could lend you. I hope you'd make use of it properly. Here's to hoping that you're still fighting, and clawing and kicking your way out from the clutches and horror of becoming an adult. Be responsible but please, never let go of that kid in you.
I can't wait for your letter. Write me your story. Make sure it's a good one though, you hear? Or else, I'll do my best to find a way to kick your butt.
Till we meet,
2013 Jhun
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