The Do-Overs

Translated…

Back when I was younger, I’d always rock-paper-scissors with my older sister to decide who’s running the errands or doing the dishes, she’d always allow me to play one more round, and, the winner-takes-all usually becomes two out of three, or three out of five tries, and, I’d had to play until my older sister finally became too weary of playing with me, or that I’d lost completely, would this “fight” be over finally. And, when it came time to decide who’s doing what chores, we’d started it all back up again, it seemed, we’d never grown tired, of this game to decide who’s doing what in the house.

As I’d gotten intrigued by the computer games, I’d become, drawn into the placement of the players, and I’d renewed my statuses constantly, with the hopes of, getting one place higher than before, and so, I’d kept repeating playing the same games, acquired more and more items.

not my comic…

And after this period of time of never-ending “repeats” was over, I’d discovered, that not everything in life that I’d wanted a do over, I can have, do-overs on, like that lost love; because those moments of anger, of discomforts don’t just, go away, after we’d decided, to start over again, but at the moment of conflicts, we’d still, subconsciously, wanted a do-over again just the same.

But unfortunately, this repeated time, everything had already been, altered already. As I’d prepared for my re-examinations, all my friends had, continued, to march onward already, and when we’d tried to get that lost love back again, the other person was already planning on how to keep her/his next love. Because of my habits of doing it over, I’d believed, that why not, another do-over, and in the end, I’d missed out, on even more in life.

This time, when that thought of having another do-over came to me, I knew, I’d needed to, stop, step back, and think too, a book can be read and reread, and you may get the same inspirations from it, but life will, keep on moving, so, doing it over is no longer the same. This time, I’d placed the point of origin at a different space and time, used a brand new kind of mindset, and with different people, and, repeatedly, experience the same processes of life.

We can naturally choose to “have it a go again”, but it depends on whether or not we’re will to, accept being beaten gracefully, along with the tears that accompanied these moments of our lives, right?

So, this person had, finally, snapped OUT of the vicious cycle, she’d finally realized, that do-overs don’t exist, because you are no longer who you were, when it’d happened from before, so, even IF the events repeated itself now, it’d still not be the same.