The defining term of my previous chapter.
rhap·so·dy /ˈrapsədē/
noun noun: rhapsody; plural noun: rhapsodies
- “songs stitched together”
- a one-movement piece of music that explores multiple free-flowing sections that don’t necessarily relate to one another.
- an effusively enthusiastic or ecstatic expression of feeling. “rhapsodies of praise”
This page was created in 2021.
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I still resonate with it in 2026.
Actually, life is beautiful and I have time.
In the past year, ceaseless panic followed me everywhere. As the feeling of never having enough led the way, I soon lost my sense of direction. In nearly every aspect of my life, I felt as though there was no time.
Amid a frantic school year, the everlasting pandemic didn’t help either, as I was an ocean away from my family, grandparents, and dad.
On graduation, I addressed our graduating class with a speech that my Chinese grandparents could not understand a word of.
My sister moved across the continent for grad school, and my best friend moved across the world for his undergrad studies.
I want, so badly, to spend all the time I have, being around the people I love. Though, I’ve never been great at keeping contact.
Time is the biggest thief.
Do you remember how the world looked as a child? I can envision every little detail from days when I was a toddler. Eighteen years, nearly two decades, have passed since I entered the world. The days flew by. In another two decades, I’ll be in my late thirties. I wonder how the world will look like then.
The fountain of youth.
Dress up and make-believe.
If you can’t make it, fake it.
I graduated.
Goodbyes.
Time is the greatest gift.
I remember yesterday as well as I will remember tomorrow. There is a whole life ahead full of possibility and light. With each passing day, we inch closer to a new solstice, another equinox.
Let seasons pass.
A new dawn.
A sea of wonder.
This is all history.
