Forward Thinking

Apparently the flowers are supposed to make a comeback since it is that time of the year again. My mind was too distracted to even care.

Sometimes, I visit the same places and fantasize about how different the routines looked. Thank God the days look different now even if some aspects of my old life are deeply missed. Apparently memories are more likely to be overidealized.

I wish I could come up with an original or meaningful piece of writing. I wish I could create something worth remembering, unlike the stepped on spring flowers. 

There are moments when it is best to simply exist. No plans. No failures. No future.

The flowers will be back next year, but will they be noticed?