It's one week into the new year. I feel absolutely no different from last year.
And that's awesome.
Last year, this year, what's the difference?
Well, there are some differences, of course - the inconveniences and annoyances. I now have to get used to typing "2018" instead of "2017" in emails and forms (why don't smart devices auto-correct this?). When people ask us how old we are, we've to squeeze in a few more words: "I will turn X this year, but my birthday is still a few months away on X, blah blah blah..."
New year - like all false beginnings - is more trouble than they're the worth.
Oh, I had quite a good New Year's eve party this time round (can't really remember the last time I had a blast). And 2018 has quite a nice ring to it (it's my favourite number, corresponds with my birth date, and already drove me to make 18 goals this year).
And yet, the year already feels the same as last, and the ones before.
How unremarkable my life is. Just like this article, right?
One Day At A Time
So what does the future hold?
Truth is, I don't think too much about the future. I have a rough idea what the week ahead will be alike, and an even rougher idea of 3 months down the road. After that, who knows? A lot can change in a couple of weeks.
As John Lennon once sang: "Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans".
Worry too much about the future, and you lose sight of the present.
Best to take one day a time, and enjoy the moment as it comes.
What Else To Write?
And then there's this blog. It's not easy thinking up new things to write about, after writing for so long and so regularly.
Tempting as it is, I won't give it up just yet. True, it can feel like a real burden, sometimes. But so can waking up in the morning.
Writing is a habit - a good habit. If I ever do stop (never say never), it'll be because I've found another equally good or better habit to hone (like moving rocks with my mind). Giving up because I feel lazy and uninspired - no way!
I may not know what the future holds, but I'm excited about what new surprises tomorrow may bring.
And that's how I've been keeping up writing for so long. I don't really plan far ahead what to write. I just let my thoughts wander, and write whatever hits me. I've been writing thrice a month since October 2013 without fail, so I guess it must be working.
Inspiration is a river. It keeps flowing, and never runs dry.
If a giant boulder rolls down and threatens to dam the river, I'll just have to rush with a pick-ax and break that damn boulder into pieces.
New Year, So What?
Of course, I'm looking forward to the new year. Just as how I look forward for the day, each time I wake up in the morning.
Every second is magical. And every year brings forth infinite magic.
And that's awesome.
Last year, this year, what's the difference?
Well, there are some differences, of course - the inconveniences and annoyances. I now have to get used to typing "2018" instead of "2017" in emails and forms (why don't smart devices auto-correct this?). When people ask us how old we are, we've to squeeze in a few more words: "I will turn X this year, but my birthday is still a few months away on X, blah blah blah..."
New year - like all false beginnings - is more trouble than they're the worth.
Oh, I had quite a good New Year's eve party this time round (can't really remember the last time I had a blast). And 2018 has quite a nice ring to it (it's my favourite number, corresponds with my birth date, and already drove me to make 18 goals this year).
And yet, the year already feels the same as last, and the ones before.
How unremarkable my life is. Just like this article, right?
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| Even I fell asleep halfway writing this article... |
One Day At A Time
So what does the future hold?
Truth is, I don't think too much about the future. I have a rough idea what the week ahead will be alike, and an even rougher idea of 3 months down the road. After that, who knows? A lot can change in a couple of weeks.
As John Lennon once sang: "Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans".
Worry too much about the future, and you lose sight of the present.
Best to take one day a time, and enjoy the moment as it comes.
What Else To Write?
And then there's this blog. It's not easy thinking up new things to write about, after writing for so long and so regularly.
Tempting as it is, I won't give it up just yet. True, it can feel like a real burden, sometimes. But so can waking up in the morning.
Writing is a habit - a good habit. If I ever do stop (never say never), it'll be because I've found another equally good or better habit to hone (like moving rocks with my mind). Giving up because I feel lazy and uninspired - no way!
I may not know what the future holds, but I'm excited about what new surprises tomorrow may bring.
And that's how I've been keeping up writing for so long. I don't really plan far ahead what to write. I just let my thoughts wander, and write whatever hits me. I've been writing thrice a month since October 2013 without fail, so I guess it must be working.
Inspiration is a river. It keeps flowing, and never runs dry.
If a giant boulder rolls down and threatens to dam the river, I'll just have to rush with a pick-ax and break that damn boulder into pieces.
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| Rejoice! For life is a never-ending |
New Year, So What?
Of course, I'm looking forward to the new year. Just as how I look forward for the day, each time I wake up in the morning.
Every second is magical. And every year brings forth infinite magic.
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