November 9th, 2008

A lot of things in our lives die a natural death. There are a number of reasons that cause this natural death. There are habits, circumstances and relationships that don't stay in the proper compass of our time, get left by our maturity or become past our prime. A lot of times, these things are what we cherish the most. The fact that the death is natural does not take any pain away from its loss.

I recently overhauled my closet, noticing that my closet was too jam-packed for its own good. I figured that my old clothes could be of better use to others. I browsed through every single piece─ college, high school garments I used to love oh-so-much before but just couldn’t fit itself in my present lifestyle, in the mode I’m espousing lately. More than half is now up to be allocated to Christmas charities, our helpers and their sons. It's great that the closet can once again breathe and the ante upped, but there’s just this gnawing feeling of loss nevertheless. Loss over the ties I’ve had with these clothes. This is what I call the syndrome of a natural death.

I just retired my used-to-be-fave console in time for the arrival of the new. It served me well, with countless hours of playing pleasure, memories and bonding moments with friends. But it's past its prime, it’s era gone and it's time to move on. It’s gonna be part of my collection and put up in the hall-of-fame. It will always be one of the greats, whatever happens. I also just disposed another collection, due to conscientious acts. And now this.

I'm dealing with something similar right now, just on a higher plateau, a greater intensity. And it's hard to let go. It’s strange that I don’t feel anything, even though I know I should. I have a hunch that at bottom, this is the right thing to do. This will all be for the better. Better for me, better for others, and I would like to think, beneficial for the order of the universe. It was good while it lasted, but it’s time to turn that hi to a goodbye. I might be accused that it’s not actually undergoing a natural death. that I’m in reality killing it before its time. But I contend that it’s a long time coming, and the time is ripe. 

The cream fotos of the Cream Halloween Party below. Had lots of fun!!! Has my simple, smiling, ephemeral poses just died a natural death? Pun intended. Work stuff next entry! It’s the golden age. :D I might not be able to contain it.

Tight with the two gals.

Posing freely.

Transformed JLo and "guy."

Feel the chill. Nyarks!

Justin, the Vampire.