The only words to express what this past week has been?
Utter CHAOS. Period.
Not the negative kind, at least — but the kind where your world spins so fast on its own axis that you somehow arrive at the next destination still reeling from what just happened.
And yet, somewhere in the background of your mind, there's this quiet realization: the next step is beautiful too. Maybe even more beautiful. And fulfilling in ways you hadn't expected.
So yeahh, that was this week's rant.
Thank you for listening — I love you all for that. I really needed it.
This whole week, something's been lingering in the back of my mind: the changing nature of friendships as we step into adulthood.
Until I was 18, there was this constant need — like my life depended on it — to make friendships work. To make them stay. To nurture them, even when they were struggling to breathe.
But as I grow up, meet new people, create new bonds, learn to let some go, define boundaries, and understand myself better... I realize — maybe this is what life’s going to be like.
I'm going to meet so many faces. Call some of them friends. Share deep conversations. Learn from them. Be there for them. Have them for me when I need it.
And when the time comes, just let them go. Not because they are not worth it, but because it's their nature to simply flow - like a river.
Not forget them entirely — but keep them tucked away as a cherished, distant memory I may never relive again.
But then, there are also the ones who stay.
Not because you’re all they have — but because life seems impossible without you.
These are the permanent ones. The forever’s of life. The North Star's in my night sky.
Between these contrasts, it occurs to me: maybe this is just the universe’s way of teaching balance.
So maybe that’s what life is about —
For the friendships that feel like home, and the ones that quietly drift away.
Here's to holding on gently... and letting go gracefully.
If you find yourself resonating with these little life lessons as I continue to figure it all out — feel free to stick around.
Calm in the Chaos
The Mountain is You
The Monk who sold his Ferrari
Normal People
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