To write something ...

Another year has passed again (sounds terrifying). And again, I am so different from what I was one year ago. I can still remember what I did, what I was involved in, and how I felt about my job one year ago. What is interesting is that during the past year, I abandoned some things and picked them up again repeatedly. Perhaps, some things are just necessary, while some things are not. I have kept myself away from some things for a long time. Some people say that if you keep away from something for too long, perhaps you will never be able to or be willing to pick it up again. I doubt, and I fear, possibly.

I picked up some books during the past year. I am glad I have done that. They changed me and made me somewhat different from who I used to be an year ago. The best thing is that even if I forgot some of their contents in the future, I still will be able to locate them. I know where to find the answers. I shall keep reading and exploring books.