8 days before I fly to China. This boxing day morning finds me thinking about the trip coming up and how life just seems so big and wide. Once again I'm at a crossroad where anything is possible. The possibilities limited only by money.
And while I don't have very much of that, you guys know me. I am one of those people willing to spend it all on a trip. Somedays I hear a voice inside me saying that I should just be out there, living life like conventions mean nothing. On other days the very same voice says that staying put, coming home and making a stable life here will be better.
As I head off to work today, I shall take these thoughts with me. The voice saying FUCK CONVENTION is loud and clear though. It's really struggling to be heard.
2 comments:
Chica, when it comes to you.. I'd say.. err, what conventions?
Haha, never go down without a fight! But I guess at the end of the day, we just can't be anything other than what we are...so danceeeeeeeeee!! jump around!! yayyyyyyy!! almost time for KL!!
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