The Bad Things
I had something to say about the year that has just passed.
It was a bad year. My worst ever.
But I’ve been happy, so the memories of the unkind faces, the cruel words, the painful loss—the bad things—shall just remain unwritten for now.
Hopefully, my mind will dissolve the hurtful details into nothingness so that in the future, if I’m masochistic enough to want to recall all the bad things that have happened to me, I won’t be able to. Hopefully.
One thing I’ve learnt: the existence of Karma. So get rid of whatever you’ve accumulated, the bad things.
I wish you happiness.