Evolution

Have you ever taken a minute off to ponder your life? Unfussy things like reveries to actuality, can we recognize the faithful point in life when we are required to transit to another phase and not feel too melancholic about it?

I have, and so desolated I feel.

Diana will stride the grounds of the ROM at Fort Canning Park tomorrow. After 1200, she will adopt his surname and be officially pronounced wife to the man she had been with for almost six years. I can only wonder how she is feeling right now. Anxiety for what is installed tomorrow? Happiness for what she will receive in years to come?

Reflective? Any chance of that?

A very unfortunate clash of schedules which kinda made things worse, I am unable to witness a major turning point in her life. And I guess being apologetic would never justify for my inability to show up. I loved her as a sister and I hate myself for the stunt I’m pulling. I guess I am reacting much worse to the situation than she is, or her mother, or whoever treats her dear. Her marriage tomorrow reminded me of how much things have changed over the time we took to grow up. For instance, I can’t stand the entire chain of 77th Street boutiques now, not that they were my favorite thing in the past. Perhaps in relation, I also can’t stand the growing number of those hippie shops whose management thinks it’s cool to blast deafening techno tracks from the 70s.

Why would someone choose some unknown screwed up mob over the ever so original Dean Martin?

Besides, I’ve always felt the word "remix" is politically incorrect anyway.

And I thought they have a law to arrest any form of defamation to original material?

I guess our standpoints in life will be defined with the elements we expose ourselves to daily. Then when we change our outlooks for the future, perhaps which thoughts we had before will give us some idea so we will never forget how it felt like when we were younger.

And at the end of the day, damn, I hate evolution.