Nostalgia

I've become a nostalgic person of late, flipping through the aged pages of my past diaries (I've got close to 7 of those) and revisiting the history pages of blogs to revive those unforgettable (and forgettable) events I've gone through so far. Some tears, some laughter, bouts of anger, sprinkles of happiness, moments of madness… I'm glad they're all archived and always there for me to go through whenever I need a pick-me-up. The losses, the regrets… I've learnt to make every moment of my life worth it by loving someone everyday, be it my parents, friends, siblings, or that very special person, as well as doing the right things at the right time. Like what he said, "There are many people revolving in your life and it's hard to differentiate those who are truthful to you, but for a fact you do know that your family's still the ones who will never lie to you." Those golden whispers of wisdom.

I had a long dream last night, and it divulged a lot about my character which was unbeknownst, even to myself. For one, it showed that no matter how much I liked someone, I would never make it known to him, especially if someone else close to me harbours the same feelings towards him. I'm just a freaking git who doesn't know how to treasure my chances well enough. Also, I realised that I'm lacking people to hug in my life. When was the last time I hugged someone? A hug is a universal language of love, a gesture which says, "I appreciate you." It's more invaluable than anything else in the world. A person may lose his/her ability to see, hear, smell or taste, but the ability to give hugs will never be diminished. A lot of people hesitate when it comes to giving/receiving hugs, partially because of the bodily contact involved. Please, for heaven's sake, unless the other party has got some infectious disease, there is no excuse to reject a hug. The warmth involved is just the exact thing which matters most.