Lately, i get paranoid with people giving hints on their upcoming goodbyes. It gives me the feeling of being left out. With them off, doing the next big step onto their lives and me still here stagnant…bored… without any direction. I am already aware that all of you will leave in your own time. I won’t be shocked. I won’t give any bit of reaction. Maybe it is really the season, our season, after we have been fully ripened by our experiences in this institution. But this is getting quite depressing… The cascading goodbyes I am about to face.
After 4 days of working for small group discussions with some doctors and consultants, I became quite fascinated with the human mind. I was amazed how such minds become fountains of such significant information. These minds were capable of deep critical processes. Some minds become endless source of information and are capable of releasing publishable thoughts. I believe that we humans had been given equal capabilities of the brain and it is up to us how we spend or harness it and how we focus all its energy on to something may it be bad or good. We are blessed with this great capability; Equally given but with varying subjective purpose.
What if you have this ability to be naturally attached to people? But the problem is they will always have to leave you? Actually, we humans have already obtained that power. People we call friends will always come and go. Starting this month, I will start to lose some of my mine and even those I have developed a short term friendship. I will miss them for sure. I will be sad. But this is part of life, our life as humans. We will meet people, some of which will form a great bond to us. As we enjoy each day, may it be ordinary, happy or sad, we would come to believe that this moment would be the same each day. But nothing is permanent except change. Situations will change as time passes by and there will come a time that they would have to leave. And you should be ready to let go.
The feeling of getting very preoccupied and absorbed with work that your true dreams are becoming side dressings of your life.
(Please kill me now.)