Cards and letters.

I was frantically digging for something in my box of cards and letters when I began to slowly read them as I tried to recall whom the various handwritings belonged to. It was kind of weird to read the cards/letters from the people whom I no longer keep in touch with. There are also people who have written cards to me consistently and still doing it. There are some that I do not write to anymore, simply because our friendship didn't pass the test. I used to be very persistent or should I say stubborn about things like friendship because I felt that if I really wanted it that badly, I must fight hard enough. But I think things don't always work that day. I thought of what Zhi told me last night about her lecturer saying that she should 'let it go' if her script really doesn't make sense. And letting it go really means saying bye bye to it and not continuously trying to make changes. Indeed, I sometimes don't seem to get it. Holding on to something dear to you so firmly when it's no longer yours is tiring. What's tiring is not about grasping it tightly but grasping it tightly when you jolly well know that in the end it is still not yours. Letting go is not about giving up, it's about accepting that things are not meant to be, it's to leave your hands freer to embrace other things. For me, I let go of some friendships that don't work out, and then I embrace those that I believe have passed and will pass the true test of time.