Janzzyy Boo

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JANZZYY BOO
Janzzyy is a nature-loving introvert with a penchant for photography and a passion for writing musings and poetry. She finds solace in these creative outlets. She has a profound appreciation for silence, philosophy, and introspection, infusing her work with these elements. She has an affinity for rainy afternoons, iced coffee, and potatoes. She has also a deep love for arts and books which led her to become a writer.

October has begun: The World is Revolving

  




October has begun: The World is Revolving


October has begun. Time flies really fast. Few months away, and it’s another year again. Another journey. In these moments, the sudden introspection would come into the picture. How was your life this year? How is it going? Any recollection of important moments? Sure, there are a lot. There might be celebrations, promotions at work, even heartbreaks or blessings in different forms.

I’m sure there’s a lot. Well, if this year was stable or stagnant, sure harbored feelings deepened and thoughts got messy.

Last week, my mom accompanied me to the popular city mall in our town. We went to the newly established optical shop there and had my eyeglasses customized. Upon wandering, my mind started to wonder as well. Before we got to the optical shop, as we walked, I noticed some of the establishments/mini shops inside changed. Some remained, and some were replaced with another brand or store. You see, since I was a kid, we are often visiting the mall as a family or sometimes just us, a few of family members, for either a simple celebration, a hangout to eat, or just to roam around. I’ve memorized already the store placement inside.

There’s this certain spot there when I was a kid that we always go to. Under the stairs, there’s a stall of "Kingcorn." I always ask my mom if she could buy a cup for me. It’s just that the warm broth and small bites of corn were enjoyable to eat. Every time we went to the mall, I would always request my mom to buy it for me, until it became a habit and a favorite. I would always watch the staff put butter and cheese powder on it. Then, with salivating notion, my mom would also buy one for herself—but instead of small bites in a cup, it was a whole corn pierced of barbecue stick with grill marks on it. The staff will also brush butter and add a small amount of cheese powder to it.

And that stall was gone. There were few stores inside that I could name, and as of the present—they were replaced with another. It was just a random thought and introspection. The world is revolving either you go along with it or you stop because of some circumstance. No matter what you do or how you feel, the world isn’t going to stop for you.

The world is moving, and we should too—no matter how hard this life could be. I think the only time that we could stop time—at least in our perception—is to wait for our death.

So dear, you have still a lot of time in your hands; surely living isn’t easy because it requires bravery, but remember that we exist in the same lifetime, and I am genuinely glad that you’re here with me—breathing the same air, fighting our own demons, and keeping trying to move forward.

I wish these last few months of the year would be full of blessings, contentment, and happiness.

Sincerely,

Janzzyy.

 


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