by axxxm
12/August/2023 in Kraków
At 2am
In the bus
On the way back home
Listening to one of my favourite singers, Yoshiko Sai's first album in 1975
Several old memories from 2018 came back & I felt almost dizzy
The other day I wrote that 5 years ago I was thinking to live in Kraków, but at the last-minute I changed my mind & headed to Warsaw, and in the end lived there for 2 years
It was actually August in 2018
So, 5 years later, in the same month, I came to Kraków
This inevitably brought a sense of "How my life would've been if I had come to Kraków 5 years ago, instead of Warsaw?"
And it was also August in 2018
A couple of days after I arrived in Warsaw, I found this Sai Yoshiko's album & instantly got to like it
And again it was August in 2018
Several days after I found the album, I met my ex & dated for 2 years afterword
August was our first month, and just like other couples, first 1-3 months is one of the most, if not the most, fun, exciting, unforgettable periods
Lots of intoxications
Lots of up as well as down
Lots of euphoria & anxieties
And during that period, I was constantly listening to this album every single day
This album is literally a reminder of one of the most fulfilling & dazzling time in my life
5 years passed
Looking at my face reflected on the bus window
I feel like I still look the same
But in reality, it doesn't. Because I became 5 years older
I feel like, if I could meet her in this city of Kraków now, I could repeat the same exact excitement & happiness from 5 years ago again
But in reality, it's impossible. Because time passed
And because........, I changed
I don't want to repeat the same things again, even if it's possible
That excitement
That fulfillment
That happiness
& That loneliness
It all happened only once in my lifetime
And it's enough
In a sense, it's sad
It's very sad that I can't repeat the same things again
But that's why memories are still shining in me
If "reincarnation" or "reborn" or "eternal life", or these kinds of despicable, vulgar, insensitive notions are real, then how unbearable & unacceptable human life becomes
Everything should fade away & Everything has to come to an end
Ephemerality is the only thing that guarantees the beauty of this world, of human life