Another Ending
‘Every beginning has an end’. Four years ago I started a new beginning – my college life. I spent the first year counting every single “first” that I encountered. Every moment was filled with a gush of excitement and eagerness to try new stuff. Everything was a surprise. Even making new friends and getting to know each one of them brought a certain spark of interest. Within months, I’ve met a number of people that I wanted to become part of my life.
Years passed by. I started to get used to everything that once was something new. My academic life started to bury my desire to enjoy. But as life gets harder, I also started to have stronger bonds with the people around me that by then I call friends. I became more and more comfortable with the life I’m living. I knew it was drawing to a near end and I was very eager about it.
And now, it has ended. Things that once were firsts with all the excitement are now the lasts that are filled with sadness. The hardest times of my life have pushed me to eagerly wish for this ending. But then the irony remains because now that the ending is here I realized I did not want to end it anyway. But I guess endings never do come to an end. They keep on coming back — ending things that started.