I spent the last 2 days reading through pages n pages of my own history. I created this journal with the intention to look back at my life, and I am glad I did it. The things that matters to me back then appear so insignificant, some people around me might no longer be around. And the photos, hahaha.. I am such a young little thing back then!
Writing a journal is addicting. I am working from home today as I stayed up late for the last couple days to rush out some stuff for my Boss. But glad it all went well in the end (reads: visa approved). Got another event to plan thats happening in 2 weeks with many Leaders flying in. A little stress - as its happening in 2 weeks and I have not even ink the venue contract.
Anyway.. I digress.
Reading my old posts, stirs up emotions from the past. I used to be Xin, I used to be me. I love hanging out with my Friends, I love clubbing, the mahjong and the ktv. I love travelling and baking/ cooking and reading.
But now.. life happens. Adulting happened.
With all the added responsibilities, at work and at home, so many things have to be placed at the back-burner. Am I happy - yes and no? I love my babies and the financial freedom, but yet at the same time I am locked in a cell with my hands tied.
I guess its the same for everyone. We had joy and fun in our twenties, and we are now grounded with work and family.
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