Attachment

I lost pretty much things in the year of 2011. I lost my beloved notebooks, my favorite novel of all time and lacking in my account management skills. It might be a very tiny thing to you but for me, it felt like I had been missing a part of me and some part just died off.

I am not making up big stories. Then I realize I have really strong attachment to things.

I can order the same menu over and over again without feeling bored.

I can cry over and over again on the same story.

I can hold on to things even when they left.

Then I remembered some friends I used to have. It's tough at the beginning to live on your own, especially I am such a chewing gum person. I feel like crying when I walk. But I did moved on. But it is never easy.

I took so long to adapt, convincing myself that those good times are just illusions, then make myself forget. Forget that I used to be friends, forget all those good memories that we used to share. Forget about everything that could made me sad.

I don't want to. But sometimes I just have to.

I don't know how to get rid of these attachment. Besides piling up my room, they also occupied most of my mind and time and heart to put in new things. I have friends that have no attachment at all.

But if it wasn't this attachment, can I still hold on to my dreams that long? I never knew.

All I prayed is a better year and no more missing stuff.

Thank God that what I missed was simply just things, not the one I loved. Please bless them with good health.

By then.

Atoun