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| Barbara Newton Journal Art |
By the time 2019
ends, I might say that this year has taught me something I really needed to comprehend;
Life is not about pleasing everybody.
Yes. Now I know.
It’s pretty rough
to eventually realize how a year could make things turned and twisted. It’s like you are
reading a book, a mysterious one, you have no clue what would happen next and
how the pages would end. You just guess, guess, and guess. One question to another
question. You jump into an answer and another but the pages keep leaving you
extremely confused and full of assumptions. No formula, no route, not a single hint; the author just requires you to keep reading and enjoy the ride. It sucks, does it not? Somehow you got
to do it; because the book is meant for you. You’d find the reflection, you see
every arrival – every complex – every heartbroken deserves to be told, you’d
meet new people – few of them stay, the rest decide to walk away. Nothing is
really permanent, you seem to get more fed up with the labyrinth you have to pass through.
But today, CONGRATS, you finally hit
the ultimate chapter. Let's create up some sort of conclusions to wrap;
You have tried the hardest, sacrificed a pack of blood and sweat, just to keep everyone happy, then ended up gaining nothing back.
You have tried the hardest, sacrificed a pack of blood and sweat, just to keep everyone happy, then ended up gaining nothing back.
So it's my turn to simply ask you:
