One of those songs

Certain songs are triggers of nostalgia. They teleport you back to the good old times and moments that are heartwarming, leaving you with so many reasons to smile and be contented with what you've had the fortunate chance of experiencing.

And then time passes long enough, long enough that the happy feelings attached to these memories become too distant for you to feel the same. You miss that piece of memory so much, and that memory seem so far away and long ago from your current now, so unattainable. You turn from being contented with what you had, to being deprived of something you wish you could have again. Every single day forward is a drive to get closer and quicker to achieving that state of happiness again.

But on nights like these, when that particular song plays and it triggers first the good memories, I shudder at the aftermath of it, when missing something too much becomes too painful for me to say I'm contented.

And so you admit that you have to stop looking back. You have to tell yourself to never look back, and keep moving forward. Until one day, you'll notice how far you've come.

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Don't feel very well-rested this weekend, but I'm gonna charge through. 

This weekend, I'm so thankful to have spent more quality time with my family. Last night, I had a nightmare that woke me up tearing at 5.51AM. It felt so real and I went to check on my family members to make sure it was just a dream. 

I had a thought, which I don't know if is true. But I think there will be a period in teens' lives, when they really honestly do not care much about their family because the individual himself is in the center of his life. It's inevitable? It's that self-centered phase of their lives which will come, when they are busy building themselves first and family is never their direct first priority. I think I used to have that phase when I'm much younger for a while, and I used to wonder why and couldn't figure out. But I'm glad now I know I'm way past that now, I'm glad I got over it and still returned to where I should be. It just scares me how some people may enter into that phase, and never come out of it. And really, it saddens me so much if they realise it too late.

Family is so important to me now, really appreciate every single precious moment I have with my parents especially. I realised I laughed so much more recently because of them. 

Ah I didn't like how i'm ending this weekend's post with such a negative vibe. (OK 1 fun thing that happened today: watching Maze Runner with my brothers!!! I love movies like these. It was amazing.)

But cheers to Taylor Swift's Wildest Dreams for being the highlight of my weekend. One of my favourites of her after Blank Space, and one of my all-time favourite song. It's so... ethereal.