Land of Luthien

Analysis Paralysis

2007-02-09T16:49:00.000+08:00

“Analysis paralysis involves the over-analysis of a specific issue to the point where the issue can no longer be recognized, and the subject of the conversation is lost”

I think I could qualify for the “orang cacat” car stickers … at least can get good parking spots! :-P

Life Changes ... again

2007-02-05T20:20:00.000+08:00

I came across these two quotes at the end of last year. It was one of those days when I was feeling down and somehow they touched me and I wrote them down in my journal. Little did I think at that point in time that I would seek them out again so soon.

Expect trouble as an inevitable part of life and repeat to yourself, the most comforting words of all; This, too, shall pass.
~ Ann Landers ~

People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is light from within.
~ Elizabeth Kubler Ross ~

Life brings unexpected changes all the time. This one for me should be nothing new, but yet it seemingly is. Words and actions towards me have all led to an instinctive feeling that this time it’s different. And now, I feel like I’m fighting a battle to protect myself at all cost, but yet, deep down inside, my heart is crying out because the hope has not faded away.

I have been told over and over again over the last few days that I have the strength to see this change through; that I just need to be patient and brave, and the wounds will heal in time. There are moments when I truly believe this, and then there are other moments when I think, very simply, that life is just incomplete without him.

And so here I sit, waiting for the light to shine from within …

Whispers in the Night

2007-02-01T17:29:00.000+08:00

It was the most unexpected of moments. He was having a bad dream, and she woke him from it. For a fleeting moment he looked at her as if uncertain that she was really there, and then he reached out for her. She instinctively held him tightly in her arms, stroked his hair, kissed him and never let go until she heard the steady breathing that told her he was asleep again.

And then she lay there and thought to herself ... this is it, this is what it should be ... you being comfortable enough to reach out to me in your moment of vulnerability, me being able to be there for you in your time of need …

Always in my Heart

2006-12-08T00:29:00.000+08:00

For those we love don't go away, They walk beside us everyday

Happy Birthday Dad. I miss you ..... still.

Untitled

2006-11-15T18:08:00.000+08:00

Sifting through my journal last night and I came across this, an sms that I had received on the 23rd of January.

“Whatever happens, just remember you’re an amazing person. One day, someone will appreciate that and keep you warm under the sheets. And I really hope the person will be me.”

I wondered if the person who sent that message would even remember that he had sent it, and even more, whether he still meant it. It made me cry.

And I realized that all I want is just to be loved like crazy….

Lonelines, according to Wikipedia, is an emotional state in which a person experiences a powerful feeling of emptiness and isolation. It is more than a just a feeling of wanting company or wanting to do something with another person. It is a feeling of being cut off, disconnected and/or alienated from other people.

Loneliness, according to ME, is having to get into an empty bed at night when what you want most in the world is for someone to hold you.

Reality Bytes

2006-10-30T10:02:00.000+08:00

The next time I start down the road to thinking that this life is about anyone other than me, please, someone** just smack me and send me to the Ferragamo store ok?

**Anyone except you ok T … coz your smack was pretty damn hard. Thanks though babe … luv ya big time!

Babes in Bali

2006-10-26T18:02:00.000+08:00

4 girlfriends on a 4-day trip to Bali.

The itinerary – Shop, Eat, Massage … and repeat, repeat, repeat …

The outcome? Well, we left with 4 hand carried bags that were each about half full. One of us returned a day earlier with her one bag filled to the brim and an extra carry on package. The remaining 3 of us checked in 3 bags and 1 box, and hand carried another bag and 3 packages of hand luggage.

Success, Success!!!

The Redang Rendezvous

2006-10-16T15:55:00.000+08:00

1 weekend beach holiday …

+ 0.99sen flight tickets
+ Free-ish accommodation
+ A cab driver who decided to take the very scenic (and long!) Nilai kampung route to the airport
+ A room with “a view” for one night (complete with 26 degree air conditioning, a 14 inch television with an antenna that kept falling over each time the closet door was closed, and a bathroom that required slippers while taking a shower)
+ Some haze
+ Malay dramas, Labu & Labi, Chinese gangster movies and all day breaking news about North Korean nuclear tests
+ Rainy, lazy mornings and cuddles extraordinaire
+ Snorkelling
+ Lazing on the beach
+ Very expensive food!
+ Watermelon juice with vodka (not me! not me!)
+ A small race on the make-shift plastic floating jetty, which I won of course (What? Cheat? Who? Me? Noooooooooo!!!!!!) :-P
+ Laughing at other people in canoes
+ Saving the jelly fishes of the world
+ Sleep, sleep, sleep
+ One very rude employee who hung up the phone on Anakin (and is probably gonna regret it for the rest of his life … never mess with the dark side I tell you)
+ A 7-hour wait for our return flight
+ A mad search for Chinese food in the middle of the afternoon on very empty tummies
+ Getting caught in the middle of a gang fight in sleepy Kuala Terengganu town, inclusive of flying tables, chairs and people being chased with truncheons and ketchup bottles
+ 1 dollar showers at the Kuala Terengganu jetty
+ A loooooooong bus ride back home from the airport

= The Redang ~~Rendezvous~~ Adventure :-D

Little Old Uncle

2006-09-29T13:38:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, on my way in to work, I was caught in some unusually slow-going traffic along a stretch of the journey that would otherwise be smooth flowing. I wondered why, and then noticed after a while that there was this little old man, on a teeny-weeny motorbike, riding along slowly right in the middle of the fast lane on the highway.

Cars were starting to get backed up like crazy, but did he care? No!

People were overtaking from the left and cutting back in right in front of him, but did he care? No!

Drivers were horning at him, but did he care? No!

He just rode along *putt putt putt*, back straight, head up, facing forward while the rest of the world got our knickers in a tangle! I'll bet he must have had an ipod somewhere there blasting away "...I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one's giving a high five!”

There’s a moral to this story somewhere. I just know it. But it’s Bimbo Friday so I’ll be damned if I can figure it out right now! Hahahaha….

Happy Weekend Everyone.

A Moment To Warm The Heart

2006-09-07T12:06:00.000+08:00

She had been ill for a few days, and was to be totally homebound on sick leave for another 2 weeks. To help her keep up with work from home, she had asked him to please bring back some of her work papers from the office.

He was to drop it by in the evening, on the way to a dinner appointment. At 8pm, he calls to say that he is approaching her home. She walks outside, he steps out of the car and hands her a small stack of files and papers.

But wait. There is something at the bottom.

A small package.

She opens it and inside, wrapped up in delicate paper she finds the Coach wristlet that she has been wanting for a few months but couldn’t afford to buy…

:-) :-) :-)

The Month That Was

2006-09-05T22:26:00.000+08:00

August came and went in a blink of an eye. It was one of those months where you didn’t plan anything but rather lived day-to-day, and then all of a sudden you wake up one morning and realize hey, it’s September already! I don’t think I like those times very much. It feels as though life somehow passed you by and there’s nothing to show for it. But that’s just me …

Anyway, some highlights and lowlights from the month …

New Kid on the Block
August was the month when I’d say things really got started in my new role at work. I had transferred over a month earlier but it took some time to get myself onboarded administratively and up to speed work wise. I’ve found, throughout the month, that I’m still floundering a little. For a few reasons. For one, the nature of the work is very much more technical than my previous role and there is much to learn in a small space of time. This challenge is exacerbated by the fact that my new boss and I have very different styles of working and I often feel as though I’m being restricted in my ability to get things done the way I would like to. There have been many occasions, mostly on my drive home in the evenings, when I have wondered if I had made the right choice with this move. I believe it’s too soon to tell at the moment so this particular dilemma has been decidedly slotted into my mental category of “give it some more time before deciding”. Funny, but that category seems to be getting pretty full these days.

Go Ahead, Let Yourself Get Jealous!
Ok, so we’ve all heard about ‘buy one free one’ flight tickets and 99cent airfares, and we’ve all tried to get them but are mostly out of luck right? Wrong!! Be jealous everyone because I got them! Anakin and I are off to Pulau Redang next month on 99cent flight tickets :-D … and on top of that, Anakin’s also managed to arrange for time sharing allocations so we’re getting accommodation free as well. Total cost of return flights, airport taxes, ferry transfers and accommodation for 3N/4D? RM144. Redang rendezvous, here we come. Ok, ok, all you who are jealous out there, it’s ok you have great reason to be :-D

A Friend in Need
An old friend of mine split up with his wife, or at least I found out in August that they had split up some months ago. I was initially disappointed that he hadn’t told me earlier but deep down, I understand his reasons for wanting to keep it a secret. It came out after dinner with our group of friends one night, when he was doing the requisite walk me to my car, and we ended up sitting for a long while in the car talking after that. My heart really went out to him for I could see the sadness in his eyes and hear from his words how broken up he truly was about the whole thing. It’s sad, but sometimes people just don’t realize what a truly wonderful thing they have until the person is gone.

Sensitive Me
I am neither a control freak nor do I need to be any slimmer. That’s my head speaking. Now I just wish my heart would get its act together and believe it too.

Born Intuitive
Been hanging out with many of my girlfriends this month and the one thing that I have noticed so obviously is how intuitive these women are. They have an innate ability to see things for what they truly are. Sometimes they may voice this out to you and other times they may wait for you to see it for yourself. But in all cases, they are always there to catch you when you are faced with the realization of truth and have no where else to turn.

Two Times (Un)Lucky
I’ve been sick twice in the same month – first it was a 3-day migraine that left me feeling depressed and lonely, and now I am homebound for 2 weeks with the chicken pox. Already I am starting to feel ugly and unwanted so I dread to think of the state I will be in at the end of this quarantine. My achievements so far? As at Day 5 - 4 movies, 1 book, 3 magazines, half a jigsaw puzzle, some crossword puzzles and countless t.v. programmes. Gawd, I need a life!!!

A Time to Forget
The 25th of this month is a date that I have remembered and helped celebrate for more than 10 years. This year marked the first time that I have let it go by just like any other day.

And Finally,

For My Big Sister
“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference”

Just so you know that I do listen to you sometimes …

North to the Future

2006-07-24T15:12:00.000+08:00

That’s the State motto for Alaska, and boy, was it ever up north!

Been back for a month now so this is a long overdue piece. It’s been in draft for ages because I wanted to do a good job of it, but then it just got put on the backburner and never came off. Typical of me I might add.

So, ok, ok, a few things about the well-known, but rarely visited place…

~ Alaska was purchased from Russia in 1867 for $7.2M, or two cents per acre.

~ Alaska officially became the 49th state on January 3, 1959. Yes, it really is part of the US!

~ Alaska is the United State's largest state and is over twice the size of Texas. Measuring from north to south the state is approximately 1,400 miles long and measuring from east to west it is 2,700 miles wide. At our usual highway speed of 110km/hour, it would take roughly 21 hours to drive from north to south, and 39 hours to drive from east to west. Singapore suddenly seems so close to KL!

~ The state's coastline extends over 6,600 miles. That’s slightly more than the distance between … oh, KL and Paris!

~ 17 of the 20 highest peaks in the United States are located in Alaska.

~ Nearly one-third of Alaska lies within the Arctic Circle. 29,000+ square miles or 5% of the State is covered by glaciers. There are a total of about 100,000 glaciers in all, and the Maslaspina Glacier at 850 sq miles is the largest. About one tenth the size of the state of Perak!

~ The record low temperature recorded in the state was -80 degrees Fahrenheit (which is only about –52 Celcius) at Prospect Creek Camp in 1971.

~ Barrow, 800 miles south of the North Pole, has the longest and shortest day. When the sun rises on May 10th, it doesn't set for nearly 3 months. When it sets on November 18th, Barrow residents do not see the sun again for nearly two months. The longest day in Anchorage is about 20 hours and the shortest is about 4.5 hours.

~ Juneau is the only capital city in the United States accessible only by boat or plane.

~ Dog mushing is the official state sport. How cool is that?

~ The Alaskan state flag was designed by a then 13-year old boy from Cognac, Alaska

Alaska is indeed a beautiful place. Pristine lakes and rivers, snow-tipped mountains, glaciers spanning centuries … Neither words nor pictures can do justice to the beauty of this place. It is truly lovely. So, if nature in all it’s glory is what you take pleasure in, then pack your bags and head North to the Future I say!

For me, this trip wasn’t so much about the traveling. Seeing a new place was a big bonus, but it was really the chance to see my sister and her family again after all these years that took me along this journey half way across the globe. And to that end, I would have to say that I was extremely successful. Sparks didn’t fly between my big sis and me as they always seemed to in the past. Perhaps both of us have mellowed to a point where there is less chance of explosive shouting matches happening now (hopefully!). There were ‘moments’ when things probably could have gone either way of course, but we were good. Really! I recognized things about my sister that made me understand why we get along better with this distance between us. I saw the changes in myself and the parts of my character that lead to such heated fights in the past. And I think I finally understand. I finally understand that we are just different, and that it’s ok to get along better with great distance between us.

I got to know my nephews whom I haven’t seen in nearly 6 years. There is a sense of familiarity and closeness with them now that I didn’t have before and that is important to me. I can now walk around the mall and see things that I think they would like to have, or watch a movie and know that they would find it funny. I can eat food and remember it’s their favourite, or recall their mannerisms and characters and smile to myself about it. I can imagine them going through their days and activities, playing with their friends, mucking about the house, getting ready for bed…it’s all just so much more real, tangible, and for that I am blessed.

As with all my travels, there was also the element of self-discovery for me on this trip. I found out a few things about myself – uninteresting to everyone except me I think – so I shall not dwell on it, save to say that it made me happy to be able to recognize and articulate these parts of my character.

So overall it was a good break. I got back to work after that to many comments about seeming relaxed and compliments about looking good, and that made me smile inside to myself, which really … is always a good thing. :-)

I Love ...

2006-06-08T13:35:00.000+08:00

... The strength and firmness of your hugs, especially when I cry. It makes me feel protected.
... To watch you play sports.
... That you can laugh at my silly bimbo-like ways and yet respect me and sometimes ask my opinion on important things.
... Walking hand-in-hand around the mall…window shopping, buying stuff, having lunch outdoors and being tempted by the Lecka Lecka ice-cream stand.
... The way you always let me have the chicken drumstick.
... How you say “It’s ok, it’s ok. I’m here” if I wake up in the middle of the night from a nightmare.
... That you remind me not to look at the newspapers whenever there are pictures of snakes in it.
... The text messages I get when I’m travelling.
... Little kisses
... You

What Lies Within A Lie?

2006-06-05T23:04:00.000+08:00

"A lie is an intentionally false statement. To lie is to say something one believes to be false with the intention it be take for truth"

What strikes me the most about this description is that there is no mention of the issue of omission. When we intentionally omit to tell someone something because we think they won't like it or they will read too much into it, does that constitute a lie?

It was assumed that he was at home the whole day, but in fact, he went out with someone else. His loved one didn't specifically ask him where he was and he intentionally didn't offer the info. Is that a lie?

She said she was out having a grand time with a group of friends and names some of them when she is relating the story, but intentionally leaves out one or two that may raise a few questions. Is that a lie?

He said he did all these things today, but intentionally missed out a few extra stops he made along the way. Is that a lie?

I'm pretty sure that it happens all the time, to everyone. People do it because they subscribe to the adage "what they don't know won't hurt them". And 9 out of 10 times that is probably true. But the hurt felt for that 1 time when the truth is accidentally revealed is, in most cases, more than enough to negate the remaining 9 times when ignorance truly is bliss.

And yet it continues.

Those of us who habitually leave out bits and pieces continue to do so. We justify our actions by the argument that we are not telling an outright lie and are in fact protecting our loved ones from unneccesary hurt. But are we? Are we really looking out for the interests of the ones we supposedly love, or are we selfishly doing what is easier for ourselves?

And those of us who are on the receiving end continue to accept it, consoling ourselves that it is not a big deal because omission is not necessarily a lie and there is nothing to be worried about because it is just the 1 time. But are we truly convinced? Can we stand up, hand on our heart and convincingly believe in the very core of our being that it is no big deal? Or are we the ones who are in fact lying to ourselves?

Travel Thoughts

2006-06-05T18:01:00.000+08:00

It’s been an inactive period for this blog lately and that’s likely to continue for a while as I’m travelling a lot this month. Just back from a trip to Holland, and as always, my mind did its normal flip-flops about all kinds of stuff. I’m not really sure why, but travelling really brings out the thinker in me. It’s probably a combination of the extended periods of time spent alone and being in a different environment that makes me reflect back on my own life and the things that happen around me.

Let me share…stuff that I thought about…in no particular form of coherence…

~ We all have pre-conceptions about the people we work with – their characters, abilities and whether or not we like them. But our knowledge of them is mostly limited to office interaction. Travelling with a colleague however allows you to witness them in different settings, outside of the office and that inevitably leads to some sort of learning about their niceties, peculiarities and general characteristics. And oftentimes, I believe, we find that our pre-conceived views be it positive or negative can be wrong. So, I guess it would be useful to not be too cocky about judging someone too soon.

~ The sight of about a dozen mat-sallehs shouting “yum-seng” and then proceeding to bottom’s up their glasses of wine is entertainment indeed. It is amazing how sporting and friendly everyone becomes when there is some element of alcohol involved!

~ Absence makes the heart grow fonder. You think? Somehow I don’t really buy it. Rather, I think absence makes 2 other things happen. One, you get to do all the things that you wouldn’t otherwise do when your partner is around and have a good time at it, which leads you to actually enjoy the absence more than being together. Two, you just get used to being apart such that there is little difference between that and being together anyway. Either way, fondness doesn’t quite come into the picture, no?

~ Flowers are a really beautiful thing. One of my friends gave me 3 roses while I was in Holland. I placed them in a glass by my bedside in the hotel room and everyday when I got back from work, I would see them and they would inevitably make me smile. When I got home from the trip, I walked into my bedroom and saw that my mother had bought a bouquet of flowers to welcome me home. It made me smile and I felt extremely touched by the lovely gesture.

~ I am an extremely anti-social person on the plane! And a serious creature of habit when I travel!

~ Working and living abroad would probably be a really good experience. And it’s something that I would do in a blink of an eye in the short term. But home will always be Malaysia. It is a good life here. Not extravagant, but good and we should really be more conscious of the little things that we have. It’s so easy for us to go out for a nice dinner with family or friends. Most working class people own a car, and can afford to drive it and park it. We can often rely on our parents to help us get through school and the early working years, and in return they can rely on us in their senior years, nobody is really left to fend for themselves. Homeless people do not just die on the streets because of the weather. And where in the world are you going to be able to find packet nasi lemak or lok lok in the wee hours of the morning?

So you see how my brains can be nowhere and everywhere at the same time? Reminds me of this quote: “Sometimes I think positively, and sometimes I’m not positive I’m thinking” :-)

A Strange Sense of Purpose

2006-05-24T12:22:00.000+08:00

With my upcoming move to a different team here in the office and the fast approaching business travel and holidays next month, my days are becoming filled with tasks to complete, people to talk to, deadlines to meet, plans to be made, meetings to attend. I am busy, busy, busy and … *wait for this* … loving it!

It’s a strange thing really. I’m not a workaholic - I still have time for other activities, friends, family, and even my own “me-time”. Neither am I madly passionate about my job - after all, I’m pretty certain that I’m not changing the world or ending world poverty. But yet there is a sense of happiness that it brings.

For the longest time, having a job was all about being able to afford the kind of lifestyle that I desired. But then, somewhere along the way, things changed. Work became an outlet for me. It filled up the many free hours that I had by myself and gave me something to do when I was lonely. As I think about it, I truly believe it “saved” me in more ways than I ever imagined.

Apart from giving me something to do, there was, of course, the financial aspect - as my career grew, so did the money. And that was a good thing because without it, I wouldn’t have been able to afford most of the things I used as outlets to get through the difficult times. Whoever invented the idea of retail therapy is a guardian angel J

Work was also something that belonged solely to me, something that brought about fulfilment – the feeling that I could do this and nobody could take it away from me. It brought a sense of achievement and gave me a feeling of self-worth, something I was badly lacking at that time. It provided me with a distraction, helped me to focus, and allowed me to live in a practical world, where emotions play a very small role and do not overwhelm me. Where my head ruled my heart, where situations could be rationalised, choices were clear and decisions were logical. And all of this lumped up together gave me a feeling of being in control of a life that was otherwise just spiralling beyond me.

So, I have a great affinity for my work. Not for the passion of the job itself, but rather for the escape that it sometimes provides me, and the self-healing that it has given to me in the past. Things have changed significantly in my life now - the foundations are being re-built and I’ve become much more comfortable in my own skin again. So I don’t really need my work to fill the purpose it did in the past. But there are still times when I find myself needing an outlet, to focus and be distracted from emotions. And at moments like that you will find me at my laptop, tapping at my keyboard, focused on my screen, oblivious to the world around.

The Perfect Year

2006-05-17T09:25:00.000+08:00

Hooked on this, from the West End and Broadway musical Sunset Boulevard ...

Ring out the old
Bring in the new
A midnight wish
To share with you
Your lips are warm
My head is light
Were we in love
Before tonight?

I don’t need a crowded ballroom
Everything I want is here
If you’re with me
Next year will be
The perfect year

No need to hear
The music play
Your eyes say all there is to say
The stars can fade
And they can shine
Long as your face
Is next to mine

We don’t need a crowded ballroom
Everything we need is here
If you’re with me
Next year will be
The perfect year

It’s new year’s eve
And hopes are high
Dance one year in
Kiss one goodbye
Another chance
Another start
So many dreams to tease the heart

We don’t need a crowded ballroom
Everything we need is here
So face to face
We shall embrace
The perfect year

Being Different

2006-05-11T09:12:00.000+08:00

In a single moment, amidst the music, the alcohol and the people milling all around, it came to me. For a fleeting second, the absolute understanding of a simple thought … “we are so different”.

Two different people in a relationship together is not necessarily a bad thing as far as I can see. In fact, you have to admit that there is something strangely romantic about it – boy and girl from opposite ends of the spectrum, odds stacked up against them, but they work through it all and live happily ever after. The stuff movies are made of! And really, all around us, there are couples that are seemingly so different in the eyes of the world but who have still somehow managed to make greatness out of their relationships. A rarity compared to those who have common ideas, life missions and character traits, I agree, but still, they are there.

So different isn’t bad, but it sure is harder. And that’s sometimes worrisome because the exhilaration of new things with someone so seemingly exciting eventually dies off. And when that happens, reality sets in and then it’s just all about effort. So, the question then becomes how long can the effort be sustained, and what happens when one of us gets tired?

I am reminded of the lyrics of one of my favourite songs…

"When the fire fades away
Most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it's too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You're close enough to see that
You're on the other side of the world to me"

1 Month & Counting...

2006-05-08T14:44:00.000+08:00

One of the projects that I promised myself I would do this year is to make a trip to visit my sister and her family in the great northern state of Alaska. It’s something I’ve been meaning to do for the last year and a half, but somehow just never got around to it. There were always excuses in the way – too expensive, can’t get leave, big projects at work, other closer places to visit. But similar to re-starting this blog, I wrote it down on my project list and somehow it just miraculously materialised. I have my ticket in hand, no turning back - in 1 month’s time, I will be on my way!

This upcoming trip makes me happy in many ways. It has been a long time since I’ve done something this big for myself. Holidays, in general, have always been planned around family, friends or my partner and this will be the first time since university that I am off on my own little adventure. I feel almost like a character from some children’s adventure story - off to follow the trail of a giant red tomato through the hole on the top of the magic Faraway tree or something!

It has been nearly 3 years since I last saw my sister, and at that point it was under less than happy circumstances. Our father was terminally ill, and she had returned home to see him and subsequently to attend his funeral. There was little time to catch up then as everyone was internally focused on managing their responsibilities and coping with our own individual grief. My last memory of my sister during that trip was of her opening the door to our family home for me. It was in the wee hours of the night when I had shown up in the rain, with my bags packed, having walked away from a life with someone that I had known for nearly 14 years.

So, it is with great excitement and equal trepidation (because me and my big sis are also big time fighter cocks!) that I begin my countdown … 1 month and counting!!!

Friends

2006-05-02T13:43:00.001+08:00

The last five days have been filled with friends for me – some I’ve known for ages, some I’ve only recently come to know and some whom I just met for the first time over the long weekend. In all cases, over all the days, with all the different people, I found myself continually having a truly wonderful time. It is such a strange and wonderful thing how people come together and find that they just ‘click’ with each other.

Of Things To Come

2006-04-25T21:28:00.000+08:00

I recently started a little project list – stuff that I thought would be nice for me to do for myself – and one of the items on my list was to re-establish my own blog. So, here it is, my first itty-bitty steps towards putting a little “check” next to that item on my list.

I’m not too sure what this blog is going to contain exactly. Bits and pieces of me I reckon … ramblings from the complex matter that is called my brain, and the even more complex spot called my heart I would think …

So, watch this space yeah…