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Aug 2018
Remember ;
when we used to get wasted till dawn?
Make love like we never getting old?
Laugh like no one cares?
Tell crazy stupid tales and find joy in that?Cause at the end of it all what was salient, was You!
Those were the good old days.
The good old days Huh?
How did we get here in the first place..
reminiscing about the past rather than living in the moment.
Why does everything has to be good in the past rather than now?..
Whats in the past is midas,a gem- but today ,now -is just a facade??
Is this is how its supposed to be?
We much hold grip on what was than what is...
It makes us think maybe things are not so bad..cause there were good old days
Why cant there be good days right now?
I thought the best thing in life was transition... Change,Evolution.
As much as we love the good old days we need to transit with time...You change,i change with you... You laugh we laugh together.. New moments,new memories to cling onto,,, before amnesia catches up on us...
Happiness is what you making..Through the ups and downs is what defines you and me...Old or new..Find beauty in that and turn it into something ravishing.
Good old days!
rubben Wainaina
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rubben Wainaina  24/M/254
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