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Saturday, January 2, 2010
1:34 PM

Break The Norm

This is traditionally the period of time where we all start making our New Year resolutions. You know, THAT facebook note/blog post/post-it etc on which we pour out all our goals and aspirations for the upcoming year.

As for me, ive decided not to make any this year. Given my capricious nature, I think i still work best without any structure or plan. This is definitely not an ideal plan (ironic huh? planning to not have a plan...) to follow, and i can actually foresee myself regretting over it this time next year; but oh well, i guess living in the moment kind of appeals to me right now.

Spontaneity is the name of the game.

I am done with having preconceived delusions of 'happily-ever-afters' or for that matter killing my brain cells by worrying over what the future holds.

I leave it all to God and, for want of a better word, destiny.
___ .Do you remember our last meeting? ___