The last day of the last month of the entire year is finally here.
The three hundred and sixty-fifth day is here,
but I have no recollections of the past three hundred and sixty-four days.
The end of what was once a new year is inching its way closer second by second as I unravel each letter and word on the keyboard. Things around me have changed, all preparing and heading towards the up and coming new year. New resolutions are listed, old dreams are fulfilled and put aside. New routines and relationships are established. People grow older and aged, they come and go from your life. It almost seems like everything changes. From things that cannot be controlled, one's age for example, to the controllable ones like resolutions.
So I am just sitting here. Changes are occurring all around me, but there is little or no movement from me. My routine does not change, there is nothing much to add on. My relationship with people around me is stagnant and just...there. My dreams do not change, they are still lost and not present in my life. It's just me. My life seems like a fixed picture, nothing really changes, nothing really matters greatly. I'm still the same person, lost in a too fast-paced society, being left behind and remaining as a wilting wallflower. Nothing unusual there, nothing changed.
Another thing that really does not change is people. The character of people, they way they treat you and view you doesn't change. Even if it's a new you for a new year, to them you are still you. Character is one on the greatest unchanging evil that everyone has to deal with. Pre-set mindsets and made impressions are difficult to change.
A new year, a new dream, a new life.
But for me, it really don't change.
