Ideal, Insomnia and Valentine’s Day

Dear Friend :

I don’t know who you are, nor do you know who I am, yet I still believe that we are bound to meet one another someday. We have always wondered if it is even possible for us to meet our significant other in this tedious journey of life. It is true that fate enjoys playing cruel tricks on unsuspecting people, who knows who’ll be the next victim? We can only learn to value the things we once cared for by losing them, only then we realise how important it is to us. I am truly thankful for all of the things I have both gained and lost in life, from those memories I have grown, changed, undergone many metamorphosises and ultimately – sculpting myself to my own perfection.

My friend, I am far from perfect. I once pursued absolute perfection in life. Many restrictions and rules were set upon me by myself in an attempt to shape myself to perfection. At the end of the day I came out scarred and fatigued, then I have realised that all restrictions upon oneself goes out of the window when it comes to reality, the ideal I have created was a mere fantasy, like a shining moon on a cloudless night – it illuminates the darkness of the night that surrounds me, yet at the same time it is unreachable for the rest of eternity. It is obvious that such lifestyle does not necessarily lead to happiness.

Who knows what is going to happen in the future? The future is unwritten, and what happens in the future ultimately depends on what I do today, I better start now…

-F