Ah, I was supposed to study today after classes but I decided to play football manager instead in the library. As usual, I put on music while doing anything really. I needed to listen to some new songs and decided to play the Spotify radio. There were some really good ones but one that stood out was Kiss the Rain by Yiruma. It’s an instrumental piece that is melancholic and beautiful while capable of making me reflect on my life. 

I guess after so many weeks of just pure work, study, work, study, events, I needed this. I needed to recollect myself. It’s been three years since I came to Sydney and study. I don’t now if I have grown much since the little kid that graduated from high school. Maybe I did. Maybe I haven’t. Many heartbreaks and lessons have been learned while I’m on this journey to discovering what kind of man I want to be. The mind immediately goes towards romance when we hear heartbreak but I think that’s a only small part of our lives. Our hearts does what it wants to and yearns for a relationship but I think most of them are misinterpreted signals. I have learned that there is so much more to us than just trying to find someone to be with. 

We sometimes think the world of our loved ones and feel that it’s just two of you against the rest of the world. We often forget that we are surrounded by people and the beautiful creations of God everywhere but we find ourselves alone at times. We are so much more than ourselves as we are connected to this amazing web of people and able to talk and stay alive through these relationships. We are given this amazing gift to help one another and give each other hope. I find that absolutely beautiful. We can’t make it through challenges by ourselves. Don’t let ego and pride take the better of you. Be humble and let those relationships in.

I am thankful for all the amazing people I have in my lives. Since young, I am constantly surprised and encouraged by the humanity people all around me have shown towards me and others. Regardless of which country I’m in, if you take time to notice around you, there’s always a person smiling or offering to help someone. These people, my family and my friends represent the variety of colours in my life. They are the reason why I’m happy and content in the midst of sadness and troubled times. We all have scars and wounds but look forward to the next day. You can never forget your past but don’t live in it. Every day is a new day. Don’t throw away that gift. Live in the present and be surrounded by the different colours. Let them in.

If you are feeling sad, chin up. Smile. The rain will pass. The droplets upon your face are only temporary. I know it sounds really optimistic but I guess that’s just me. I know I want to live my life with hope rather than going about everyday with a tinge of sadness. It’s easier? No?