a promise to myself

I thought I'll experience an amazing holiday. Less stressful days, more relaxing days, quality time with friends, not worrying about anything, just me and myself writing letters and postcards, or reading a thick book in my veranda. Drink hot chocolate, experimenting, doing photoshoots, cook new food, exploring new places. 

But wait, here I am trapped in front of adobe photoshop. I have to do layouts for school yearbook, perhaps I made a wrong decision (that I totally regret now). 

I sit in front of computers for hours a day.
I sleep at 3am.
I don't have time for my friends.
I don't even have time for my family.
I haven't met my mom for like 3 days (even though we live in a same house)
I haven't enjoyed my holiday.
I am totally having stressful days.
I don't pay attention to little things
And then I realize... I don't have time for myself.

I missed all the fun things. 

Then I learn that there's price for anything. If I want a good yearbook then I have to sacrifice my time, in this case: my first months of holiday.  

But then I regret that I missed a lot of things.
And I promise myself;

I'll experience an amazing holiday. Less stressful days, more relaxing days, quality time with friends, not worrying about anything, just me and myself writing letters and postcards, or reading a thick book in my veranda. Drink hot chocolate, experimenting, doing photoshoots, cook new food, exploring new places. 

Just wait.



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