Where does one find time to blog when every waking moment is a rush to complete certain agendas and accomplish loads of tasks. I find it incomprehensible to stop and sit myself down for one full hour rambling my day and things i observe. How did i manage to do it in the past? I must have been too complacent thinking i was busy. Busy? The word has taken on a whole new definition for sure.
It’s not that i lose myself completely in work, i still do have a life. I guess partly due to my new-found social cliques and working environment, i now lined my week completely with engagements of all sorts - parties, dinners and gatherings. Aren’t these what i’ve always looked forward to? They say never ask for more than you need. Very true indeed.
Blinded by the speed of things around, i barely make it through each week trying to make sense of the world around me. When i do spend time with friends, i go numb most of the time not able to think or react very accurately.
When I sent PC2 off to Japan recently, she warned, “Don’t be Prada-ed”. Few people knows what this means, but i know and fear it. Fortunately, things as it seems will only work it’s way for the better. Just need to bear with it for 2 more weeks and it’ll be over. Maybe then i’ll give myself a treat and pay PC2 a visit. Would’t that be swell? Ahhhh….