It’s been nearly four (4) years since I posted something here. Time passes us by so fast that you don’t realise it been four years since you last checked your own blog. You get stuck in living other people’s lives that you forget to update your own. Perhaps there comes a time in your life when you realise you’ve become a very private person and updating everyone about your life, every so often, online is not something that appeals to you anymore.
A lot has happened in four years – I moved from Paris to London and in doing so realised I miss Paris more than I ever imagined, I became single, I lost good friends along the way and people don’t blog anymore – they now VLOG.
Life is a strange and fragile thing that is made up of both tangible and intangible elements. Time is one of those intangible elements some of us are blessed with, others are not. It’s always free but in its passing it will give you something, always take something in return and you will never be able to retrieve your loss or happy moment. It has simply become a memory, which we can either choose to forget or keep strong in our mind. Either way, we have to make the best of what we have for now.
In the words of the High Priestess of Soul, Ms Nina Simone: “Time is a dictator as we know it, where does it go, what does it do and most of all is it alive. Then one day you look in the mirror and you are old and you say where did the time go.”
This post is dedicated to Maria Ghelakis (1981 – 2015)