My writing patterns have become so erratic coz some days, sorry most of the days, I get lost in the beauty and joy that surrounds me. Mostly from the kind good photography and soulful music bring me. I lose track of time, let my issues drift away and get by the days. And then one fine day, somewhere between the time from which I jump out of the bed in the mornings and before I crash at night, reality jolts me back to present day and time. Take it from me, reality is a bitch. It's imaginations' worse nightmare and slayer of all dreams.

So anyways, I'm so glad March is over. I've had so much family drama happening just over the 3 weeks, since I came back from Bangkok. Enough to last me through the rest of the year, seriously. I've never looked forward to April this much. Although, that also means we're into the 2nd quarter of 'the-year-that-the-world-is-gonna-end'!

I got this idea from fellow blogger(s) and so take no credit for the following except the content itself.

Dear 16-year-old self,

I'm bursting with so many things to tell you. But, I think I wanna begin by saying I wish you held on to your adolescent years a little longer. You often fought with yourself to grow up and questioned so many things about life. You questioned happiness and threaded it with caution instead of embracing it when it came knocking at your door, albeit transient and short-lived. Happiness at every phase in life, whether you're 16 or 60, is going to elude you. It's only going to leave you if you decide to hold on to it longer and tighter than you're supposed and expected to.

The years ahead of you will redefine what friendship and friends mean to you. You're going to get hurt, betrayed, cheated and go through a whole lot of other emotions but you'll survive only stronger and less gullible. You will realise soon enough that life works like a curveball and that, karma exists. You just gotta be patient and let things run the course they're meant to.

You know nothing about love. So quit trying to understand it. Love isn't meant to be understood. You're not going to understand it even when you have your first kiss. Or let alone, on your wedding day, for that matter. Or even when you have your first kid. Maybe then, you might understand just a tiny bit more. But, you're still going to get stuck when the next person comes up to you and asks you what love is.

This is it for now coz I gotta go (going to go back to my (un)real world).

I can't wait for you to join me on this side of life in 7 years and 5 months time.

Love always,

Self