You know those ideas that pop up in the late, late hours of the night?
When the whole world is sleeping and a single thought wakes you up, almost like a message from another planet...
I pencil it down quickly before going back to sleep and I love reading the notes from time to time.
It always fascinates me how the meaning changes with time.
Here is one from April.
'Growing up — truly growing up — is realising that the tears you see in a romantic movie aren’t just about happiness or triumph. When we’re young, we watch these moments with wide, idealistic eyes, believing the characters are simply overwhelmed with joy: they found each other, they made it. We smile, thinking love is pure, simple, inevitable.
But somewhere along the way, something shifts. Maturity teaches us that the tears aren’t only for the sweetness of arrival — they are for the invisible road that led them there. The tears carry the weight of every goodbye, every mistake, every silent heartbreak that once made them doubt this moment could even exist.
Sometimes, they are mourning what was lost even as they celebrate what was found. And when you feel that, when you see both the beauty and the bruises stitched into one tender moment, you know you’ve grown older — not in years, but in understanding.'
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