Landing on the Moon

It’s kind of akin to that.

Days like these are hard, so hard. Pple are getting closer, and there’s nothing in hell u can do. The set circumstances of reunion, parents, siblings and togetherness… we want to deny that negative thoughts will surface, but really, can we forever?

That we shld stay in the comfort zone, to make things easier for oneself. To just close one eye. To stay status quo. Dun rock the boat, and as one said before, every marriage is a gamble. So this is just another gamble, abet one with legacy issues and past demeanors.

How many such weekends ahead do we foresee? Many, way too many to bear. And add a happy-go-lucky person, parents and comfort zone factors… it all adds up to sad resigned fact that nothing’s gonna change. Right to the end of the yr, heck likely even longer. Why does pple not get it, give up and know the street leads to a dead-end? Bcoz guys hang ard, they think that all’s buried and happy again. That one in the hand beats another in the bush… stay the course and everything’s gd as new, and things be generally ok. Back to happy glorious days… and it’s just happy twosome again. After all, they have the parental factor on their side, and partner’s held to ransom by family reasons.

We can’t go down the parents route, we can’t do firmer, smarter things with the partner, so where does all this lead?

After a yr of debacle and procrastinations, we will realize that submission is the way, THE best way. And then, it’s time to call everything off. To add another dummy to the pool. To say gdbye and subject oneself to life of gambled hope, resignation and living life for everyone else.

Why can’t we be stronger, manage things better and strive all the way for oneself? Why can’t we fight harder, go against all waves and stir a revolution? Why can’t we want one more day of happiness and not delay the bliss that’s awaiting?

So many whys, so many doubts in the way ahead and so many uncertainties. So much time still to run, which is fine, but doubt there can be good improvements. Strong improvements are really a healthy tonic to the soul, and heals the aching mind.

I can only wait. Only hope. We just be the nice guy, do what makes things easier for other person, and not add to the pressure. We have been less in control of emotions, of heartache, and now we are doing what we feel is best way forward. But we just want some improvements, esp as we glide towards 3rd month… and counting.

Normality is such a gift. And now it’s something we crave so much. Craving built on a huge depository of hope.