You never truly own something because nothing is truly belong to us.
This came to my mind today.
There are things that I thought that I owned them..
My family, friends, even myself.
But I'm sharing my dad with others.
Family members that aren't truly mine which I thought was mine.
Friends who I missed so much but they have their own life and friends as well.
I'm just a part of their life.
I thought I owned myself at least.
But I can't control my mind.
And then this idea just pop out from nowhere.
And I really think about it.
Did I ever truly own anything.
Well, the answer is NO obviously.
I'm still doing things that I don't want to do.
Thinking things that I don't want to think.
Feeling the feelings that I don't want to feel.
I tend to have more time to think in this semester break.
And seems like too much time to think more than I should as well.
Maybe somehow I should change back to the old me.
Where friends are not important.
Where every friendship is just an investment.
I just don't wanna go back to those days.
That's why I'm afraid the future.
Haha...contradictory.
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