Life

So much time have come and gone… Feelings have changed, people have moved on, babies have been born, and lives gone… Some people have distanced and faded from my live, and new people have entered…

Things that happened 3, 5 or 7 years ago, sometimes they feel just like yesterday. But when I think about it, wow, how much we have all been through! But how I’m still very much the same person, despite everything that’s happened. And I survived.

Yet why do I still feel like I’m still a baby to life? So much still to see and experience. To learn. Still feel like I’ve got so much to lose, and despite what my peers might think about me -- the one with a care-free soul, albeit a little too careless at times -- I do think I’m still too careful with life.

So afraid to step out. Out of my comfort zone, to unknown places. So afraid of being alone, or being hurt. Always believing that the stars are unattainable.

But I’m running out of time, am I not? The prime time of my life had unknowingly trudged passed me, and these days I’m often caught by surprised my peers are so well-settled in their jobs and on their way to their great big careers.

And I am still here. Back at zero. Well, almost.

I think I have finally found my calling though. And I think I finally know my path, and I can almost make out what’s lying ahead of me. Or rather, the path that I’m paving ahead, for myself.

So, here’s to me. Good luck and GO ME!