Sep 30, 2006 15:49
When I was seven years old, I kept a little notebook in my room, and in there, I had sketches of Eva Peron, wife of Argentina's ex dictator, Carlos Peron. I also drew portraits of Geri Halliwell, Emma Bunton and Mafalda every afternoon I would get home. I've been curious to find that notebook, but I fear all my old belongings in our old house are gone. I left so many memories behind, so many books... and many artifacts that brought happiness to my childhood.
I also had an old copy of "Don Quixote," which I read in Spanish, back when I was 13. Now, I have no idea of what it was about. Sometimes, growing up makes you forget about things which deemed a pivotal point back in that time. Whenever I feel a bit out of place, I go back 10 years and find comfort within those distant, yet close memories. It's never too late to get back on track on what was planned as a child. Unfortunately, too many obstacles appeared as the years went by and what is even more sad, is how people are the biggest obstacle of them all. Sometimes your friends, and even your family.
...And for the past 10 years, I never knew how to deal and solve that issue and kept me miserable for heeding towards what everybody else wanted. I recently found out I was not the only one who felt that way.
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, that obstacle became a mere detail. I do agree with the common phrase, it's better late than never.