A tale that repeats itself

It's May 2026 and today I realised how May keeps repeating itself in my life.
I went to a café with my family wearing an orange dress. It's one of the very few dresses I actually like. I bought it in May 2024, wore it for the first time in May 2025 because I don't really like wearing dresses, and then again in May 2026.There was a bookshelf in the café and while I was looking through it, I found an old brownish copy of The Kite Runner. The kind with yellowed pages that I absolutely love.
And suddenly, all my Mays came back to me.
A friend had recommended The Kite Runner to me in May 2023 but I wasn't really a reader back then, so I didn't pay much attention to it. I finally read it in May 2024 and reread it in May 2025. I remember crying my eyes out while reading it. Seeing that copy today instantly took me back to those different versions of myself. I know I'll probably read it again.
Apart from this, May always feels the same in certain ways. There is always a ridiculous amount of academic pressure. I don't really feel like talking to anyone. I become quieter and retreat into myself a little. And somehow, the books I read always seem to align with my life. Right now, I'm reading Almond, and there is this whole page about why May feels so weird. It made me stop because it felt strangely familiar.
I don't know if it's nostalgia or coincidence but some months seem to have personalities of their own. They return carrying the same feelings, the same habits, the same stories and they introduce you to old versions of yourself.
I have a similar tale for October.

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