My life in black and white
Puzzle Pieces

Just like a game of connect the dots
We learn to derive things from previous experiences,
We learn to accept the realization that indeed everything happens for a reason.
And that every experience is a learning lesson.
We learn to smile, laugh and cry
We smile when it hurts, laugh to hide the pain
and love till it hurts no more
this is the beauty of it all
and I wouldn't have it any other way
7.19.2015
Infatuated by thoughts @
7:10 PM
It has indeed been a while since I last held the keyboard just to simply write down thoughts and musings about things. What better time to do that but today, when things seem too vague, and all I can do is be dizzy with the endless thoughts sifting through my brain.
Today's post isn't about a rant or about things bothering me, I just wanted to share my take on a certain article that has caught my eye very recently. Here's a short gist on the piece; So the writer is a young Millennial just like me, and perhaps just like you random person reading this blog post. The writer mentions about how our generation has been hopelessly searching for love.
I could not agree with the writer any less, now o days kids tend to mistake love for a feeling that sends shivers down one's spine. One that sends feels all over, I guess that's the reason why when a sad love song plays, we all chose to empathize and bask in a short moment of feels. . But my only questions now is do we really know enough of what love is to ask for something such as this?
To be honest, I'm 22 years old and I myself can't really define what this so called idea of love is, let alone teenagers age 9-18. My point is I guess, is that we have the tendency to mistake love for romance. For example, I don't really know if this will count or what, but I'm currently watching a Korean drama right now, about 30 something year old professionals, who's been best friends since forever(well I guess 17 years would count). Anyways, the woman, has been searching for love all her life, but the truth is she regrets to see that what she really wants to experience is romance and not love. (Well because to be honest, if its love you've been searching for all you had to do is turn around and tadaaa your best friend's there). With this mistake then, the woman continues to search for love in all the wrong places, regretting to see that the person who truly loves her has always been there all along.
So whats the moral then, well put it simply, that our generation has so often been blinded by the idea of romance as love, admit it we've all fallen prey to this. With this blinding thought, we so often fail to realize that the kind if love we need aren't complicated love triangles, or ones with dramatic plot twists, the kind of love that good for us, are the simple ones. Just like life, ain't things ought to be simple?
So the next time you think that no one out there loves and cares about you, look around you, that kind of simple love maybe closer than you think.