Reading through my old entries, especially those drafts I never had the guts to publish, felt like walking down memory lane. It made me ponder further about living today. And, maybe a tad, missed who I used to be and how life was before the rapid evolution of social media.
Is that normal or bad?
I logged in today hoping to write something motivating. Something to inspire me to keep this online (sort of) journal going. Something to remind me of the past. Because I aged. I got responsibilities. My priorities changed. Disappointment was the only thing constant. Sadly, in the past years, I also unconsciously abandoned my love for films, series, and books. It was a phase that was hard to get out of. Gaining back that forgotten passion remained a long overdue plan.
Am I too old and too late?
I logged in today hoping to take a little step closer into unearthing that part of myself again. Writing, rambling, something. I am honestly still struggling. Finding the time seems more difficult with adulthood always cockblocking me.
I remember those days you have to wait for a week before a new episode drops. Or months before a new season starts. You relinquish every minute. The agony you have to endure then takes utmost patience. These days, various streaming applications are easily downloaded, allowing people to watch anything, everything, everywhere, any time.
Movie theaters were a major thing. Or for people who were fortunate or old enough to know, Torrent was even a bigger deal. It was a gateway to international releases. Seeding was considered an act of solidarity. It was a rewarding night as you see the color green quickly filling up that download bar.
Before wasting time scrolling through instagram, (some) people browse intently on tumblr—which was without a doubt a more substantial platform if you ask me. I was not simply blankly navigating through random photos, I was reading e-books as I waited in line to catch a ride home. How surreal that entire sentence made me feel.
With age (and the pandemic), life has increasingly become all the more grueling.
How to stay informed while afloat?
(c) photo was taken back in January 2020, on the way home from Baguio, before everything turned upside down
