Gone are the days

Gone are the days when I drank more than a pitcher of draft beer, glasses and glasses of margarita, bottles of vodka cruiser and shots of gin. I’m not missing the alcoholic drinks, though. It’s the people whom I spent time drinking with that I do miss.

Gone are the days when I played badminton every Wednesday for at least two straight hours. I miss it a bit. But it’s the people whom I spent time playing badminton with that I miss more.

Gone are the days when I spent long hours studying for exams and finishing papers, projects and other school stuff. Sure, I miss it. But it’s the people who inspired me to do these things that I miss all the more.

Gone are the days when I rendered extended hours at the office finishing the tasks that were assigned to me. I’m sure as hell that I miss it. But it’s my teammates who eventually became my friends that probably got me going that time. And I admit that I miss them.

Gone are the days when I spent hours chatting with my friends over a cup of coffee or tea in Starbucks. The sweet aroma of coffee still lingers but the warmth and comfort of the friendship remained in my mind even more.

Gone are the days when I loved every single thing I was doing. The times when simple things made me smile and lightened my spirit. I miss my old self. I really do.