Lua!

Once, there was a girl. She wanted to fly. Really bad. She looked out of the window everyday, hoping for a miracle. She imagined the air in her face and the wind beneath her feet. She tasted the freedom in the wind and laughed in anticipation. She waited and wished and hoped, for she believed, deep in her heart, that the impossible was just something that hadn’t yet manifested. Which didn’t mean that it wouldn’t. So she stood on top of hills and tall buildings, assessing heights and measuring winds. She talked about her dream to everyone who would listen for it never ceased to amaze her, how wonderful a dream she had. She leapt and twirled and jumped as high as she could, before gravity pulled her down. But she never stopped believing. Both words of scorn and wisdom, failed to faze her. She dreamed, undaunted. Until, one day, she got sick of waiting. She hadn’t sprouted wings nor did she feel suddenly weightless. She didn’t spontaneously rise into the air as she hoped she woul

Okay, so it's been awhile since I posted last. Been busy I guess. Somehow, that line makes my friends burst out into laughter. Apparently, the idea that I could have too many things to do seems to be so funny to them. I felt quite angry at first. But then, I really thought about everything I have going in my life and I realised something truly horrifying: my so called ''busy" times were those times when I was totally obsessed with what to do, what not to do... Basically, I was planning and planning and making plans for planning but I wasn't moving. By the time I had finished planning, I was totally wiped out( understandably, because I make huge 'touch the stars, visit Andromeda and come back in time for lunch' kind of plans). So yeah.... New resolution in life... Think less, possibly not at all and do more. I pretty much love this idea because it has given me a freedom I have never ever felt before. A meal is just a meal and not 1/4th of the calorie cha