“Just like the butterfly,
I too
will awaken in my own time.”

Deborah Chaskin

Sunday, September 13, 2009
priorites

it the time of life when i realise the priorities of my life are turned topsy-turvy. i'm no longer sure what is most important already. i know that family comes first, but what comes after that?

studies? friends? or what?

everything seems to be a blank piece of paper or rather, a form, waiting for me to fill up.

the pen is in my hand, and yet, i don't know what to fill in at the moment. when life becomes hectic, my pen is stumped, or rather, i'm stumped.

perhaps time will let me know what is truly important after my family.

i am rational. and i know it. perhaps deep in my heart, i know what i want. it's just like a mess of a woollen knitting ball. my dream, my final destination is kept in there. i just need to unravel bit by bit to know.

yet,

time flies by so fast. and i need to make choices quickly.
it's a test. it's an exam. that i'm forced to take without being prepared.

it's a test of life.

at a blink of eye, many things had gone past. and still, i have done nothing much.
the past achievements are transient. they are empty and void and speaks of no purpose now.

i'm starting afresh and i need to move on. and move on fast. i know i can do it.

just like a wild rose, hardy in times of rocky paths and bloom beautifully eventually. i shall be, a beautiful wild rose. heidenroslein.

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