The little things

I recently got this little thing. I have a thing for succulents; they are low maintenance, resilient and a little rough around the edges.

I'm kind of obsessed about it :)

I love to write.

But in the past 6 months, I've been having a really hard time trying to write. Sometimes, I stare at the screen trying to figure out what I want to say, what has been going on in my life, what is worth writing about...

I sometimes think my life doesn't make sense. I always come home tired, I eat and I watch an episode of chinese soap opera, and I go straight to bed...at 9PM. I feel like I'm wasting my life away.

Sometimes, I still think about Australia...but will going to Autralia solve the problem? I read a quote somewhere...There are ships sailing to many ports, but not a single one goes where life is not painful.

Unlearning

Everything made sense in my life, until I came accross this stranger. I'm not sure how a simple stranger made me take so many steps backwards, and downwards. I used to think that it was miserable to not know the answers, but in fact, not knowing what the question is even harder. It's pathetic. I'm confused. I just don't understand.

I was confident that this year was going to be better than the previous one...but so far, this past half year has been mostly about learning to unlearn, relearning what is learned, unlearning what is learned...

Sometimes, you meet people who make you feel shiny and new, and some other times, you meet people who make you want to fade away...