Salad Days
“My salad days, when I was green in judgement…” -William Shakespeare-
There was time when we could be irresponsible. There was time when we were selfish and ignorant. There was time when we foolishly chased for stupid ideals. There was time when we were blinded by things which were visible to our eyes. There was time when we carelessly picked the wrong decision. There was time when we easily misunderstood things. Yeah… there was indeed a time when we were that green and immature.
I have spent more or less 23 years on this earth, under this very blue sky. Those 23 years were miraculous to me. So many fateful encounters occurred. So many wonderful experiences took place. God, family, friends, music, and stuff, they have coloured my life magnificently. If I unfurl my life, I can see a lot of colours. Some are bright, some are gloomy, yet they enrich my life beautifully. The every single bit of happiness I’ve collected up to today, all the wrong that I’ve done, they all have led me to this new path, and as I move my life along, I can see that I’m no more alone.
Youth is indeed wonderful. All the coincidences, all the phenomena, and all the people in it, everything… they can mean more than something. I just know things can’t stay this way forever and that is why, I want to cherish every single moment I can grasp while hoping that maturity will come along as I go on…
Man, what’s happening with me lately? Being this blue without even knowing what’s really happening, eh? Dude, I love this stupid life…
Note: salad days means the period of a person’s life when he or she is young, innocent, naïve, and inexperienced.
