It's been close to a year since I've been writing. Feel less intellectual and I'm still not progressing in life. Things has been like sitting on a plane for me. The turbulence could be quite bad at times. The blog is a nice place to turn to when I think there no one that I can tell my story to. They won't understand.
One by one.. Friends are getting married and having kids. Some asked me when's my turn.. I wonder.. I seriously wonder.. I didn't even dare think that far. It's a place where I couldn't even see yet. I'm not ready.
Will I ever be?

